Central Rooms B&B Rome

... terrazzo. The Palazzos of the wealthy are astounding constructions, many of them now housing the museums noted above, some converted to public use like the American Embassy in Palazzo Margherita and the French Embassy in Palazzo Farnese. The Barberini Palace is a masterwork of the Renaissance by Bernini and Borromini who were pitted against each other to construct the most elaborate of the papal residences. 400 years later, the ...

... shops on the way out. Going through the museum, you have to ponder on how rich the Catholic Church really is.

It was gelati time so I decided to head for a shop that had been recommended in a guide book, but the address must have been wrong- we did find a gelatererie but it wasn’t the one and it wasn’t that special. We were not far from a Metro station so decided to head back to near the apartment and look at the department store that had ...

... against this act. This is the time that they realized they could start acting like banks with loans and could charge interest on the amounts lent out to earn a substantial profit for themselves and they community. Back to the architecture though. There was a term created called spolia and it was used to describe the process of using older buildings that were falling apart to create new buildings. This type of architecture ...

... and they would push you into the middle of the street if that meant you were holding them up. When they get drunk they are even worse. I have met some nice Italian but for the most part of it not impressed. The Italias have 3 speeds, Fast, Slow, and STOP to lite a cigarette. Walking the streets you are either walking at a quick pace or you are window shopping with them as they walk down the sidewalk. I will give them one thing though, holy **** can they dress. They have ...

... we could get there. Now, here is where I was both disappointed and amazed. First of all, let me say that as bad as I am with adequately describing with words the total beauty or awe I have seen, so I am worse with pictures. Neither my words nor pictures do this area justice. Steve and I could barely contain ourselves as we drove along the very curvy, slim, and steep roads that lined the coast. I was constantly reminding Steve to keep his eyes on ...

... most people had come (including visiting nuns etc) to stand in solemn silence and pay their respects, trust a yank to spoil the peace. Some stupid American teenage girl came roaring up and in a typically loud, screechy voice asked 'Where's John Paul buried'? ... Ah, like open your eyes, you're standing right in front of him. It was unbelievable, but even more unbelievable was the giggling that took place as she sneakily took some photos! St Peter's basilica was truly magnificent and I ...

Rome We were spending the next three days with Bridget's sister Michelle and partner Martin, and they met us as we rolled off the bus. This entry takes in the three days we spent together, so that's why there's lots of photos in the album. Check them out if you can. Ahyhoooo - highlights... St Peter's Basilica. Well, talk about leaving the best for last. This was the church to usurp all ...

... tired because the weather was so nice and the music was so chill, but they were very talented. After the band finished their set, we moved onto a band who was playing celtic music and did some dancing. By this time, it was almost 4am, and we decided to start making our way home. Now this sounds easym but it was VERY difficult. Every bus and Tran in the city was packed full, I am saying the doors were buldging. We had to let the first one go because we could not fit..then ...

... but they only made me feel worse. Yesterday was the first day that I could look both up and down without getting dizzy or feeling congested. But now on to the important things... First things first...the food...is a moment. I have had more bread than I dare to even think about. They serve it at every meal = they actually charge for it which we did not know until we saw extra money on the bill. I have not had any pasta...(I am not including the tortellini I had last ...

... good as Margaret and I had had an altercation about dinner the previous night (ie whether to have it or not) and as a result I found the Basilica rather oppressive. Surrounded by huge marble columns and outsized religious statues I felt the weight of the Church bearing down on me. We joined the queue for the cupola before exploring the building in depth as we feared (correctly) that hordes of tourists were heading our way, all intent upon climbing to the top of the dome. I ...