B&B Domus Diana
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... waiting to enter winds around two city blocks. We rush towards the entrance waving our print-outs at an attendant, and he points us to the head of the queue where we find the special entrance for pre-paid tickets. There are just a few people there. Oh no, we think, the 9:00am group has already gone in! Whatever will happen to us now?
We hand in our computer printed documents at the ticket office. They are inspected without comment and a regular entry ticket is emitted. ...
... collection, a baton twirling groups and
three lots of cheerleaders, all performing at once to their own tune, which
made for an interesting time. Then we walked through the Borgehese gardens and returned
to the hotel where we had room service! This is usually too expensive a luxury,
but in our hotel it actually worked out cheaper than going out to eat so we let
ourselves have this treat after being out walking all ...
... is called Roman recycling. This is where any good stuff is taken off an older building by someone who has the money, power or both. These ruins are of brick only where they were once travertine white coated. We walk down to the Forum past ancient arches that successful generals had built for themselves and along paved roads that have been in use for over two thousand years with functioning drains from the same time. Much of this site was covered by 5-10 metres of silt from floods. ...
... all. The rain didn’t subside and was bucketing down by this time which only made us drink more before we succumbed the fact that it probably wasn’t going to stop… we then began the journey of bus and then metro train and then another bus followed by a mad dash across a 3 lane highway back to our campsite. And in that moment our time in Rome was over and we fell asleep listening to the rain on our tent hoping against hope that the water didn’t rise above of ...
As with today's travel, leaving home to get to your seat in the plane takes more time and trouble than any other part of the journey. Kew Station is just up the road from Alex's house, but the rush-hour overground London trains are like cattle trucks and Easyjet's Heathrow gates are the furthest to get to. However, we did have the compensation that our trip was before the holiday season, so suffering was minimal!