October 25,2018
Rome is a cornucopia of Italians on the go and the gentile ways of the hospitality industry. I arrived after an overnight flight via Frankfurt. A 40 min bus ride in from Fiumicino and a quick taxi to the Piazza Barberini and my hotel. After being shown to my exquisitely decorated closet, I threw my stuff in the room and set off walking. For the next 3 days I never needed hired transportation except for 2 metro rides. Rome is a walking city. I was 10 minutes from the Piazza di Spagna(Spanish Steps) where I enjoyed my first sunset. After a fantastic meal of pappardelle truffle and mushroom, it was to bed for an overdue rest. Friday I explored Piazza del Popolo , went to the Illy store for some coffee to-bring home. Dinner was a filet w/black truffles; truffles are big in the italian kitchen. Saturday, it was off to explore the most famous park in Rome, the Villa de Borghese. I was disappointed. It is not maintained. What a disgrace. A walk down the via Veneto and then buying some trousers which I accomplished, lunch at the Piazza del Reppublica on the best pepperoni pizza I have ever eaten. Saturday evening during dinner it started raining and didn’t stop for 3 days. italian hotels are big on breakfast and Sunday was no exception. Then it was a quick metro the the train station and on to my high speed train to Florence.
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