My Trip to Rome
As I am typing this blog I have now been up for nearly 48
hours.
First plan trip 14 and a bit hours and the second 5 and a
bit hours I had a stopover in Dubai with lifts that fit over 40 people
including prams and wheelchairs, with trains that take you from one terminal to
the other. Before I landed in Dubai I realised that I had lost part of my phone
that I had gone to the trouble in getting a sim card of to use in Rome now the dilemma
of will I buy a new phone or what. Working out the cost of deran dollars or
waiting to get to Rome and working out the cost there. I purchased a phone as I
arrived in Rome and within 1 hour of arriving had to use it to find my hotel.
As I arrived at the hotel previously find out that it is a
public holiday tomorrow and 2 tours booked now what to do. Also had been told
about walk about tour departing at the bottom of the Spanish steps. Sorted out
tour 1 cancelled and the other 2 changed days. As I done a quick freshen up and
attempted to get to the Spanish steps by 5.30pm have arrived at the train
station only to have trouble finding which train to catch and been given wrong
instructions 3 time. Now on the right direction with only 10 minutes to spare
just did not understand a guard just played dumb and he showed me the way.
Arrived at the Spanish steps at 5.30 on the dot only to find hundreds of people
there and no one know what I was talking about in the free walk about tour. I
had forgotten my map and just started walking hoping that I would come across
interesting sites. Trevi fountain well done to me as I walked along eating ice
cream I just tagged along another tour without them knowing. I was meant to
meet up with someone that I had met on the plane because thought that I would
be dark by the time I got back to my hotel. O I forgot to tell you the hotel
room you cannot swing a cat around and not sure if there is enough room on the
floor to put my suit case down. I had felt I would just go stir crazy if I had
to stay in that hotel room, lucky that there is plenty to see in Rome and I
have a good pair of sandshoes.
As I eventually found a tourist info centre and got a map to
find my way back to my hotel wondering the streets feeling quite safe before
dark and if you just keep walking when you are on your own and look like you
know where you are going will be fine (the funny thing is that very one else is
lost also).
I stumbled into a grog shop to buy a night cap and people
from the plane trip were in there people we just standing around sampling the
wears in the shop. I bought a small bottle of Roman Kahlua he also gave me a
plastic cup to use how nice but any way the Kahlua (coffee) has not been total
ground down floaties in my drink.
I glad that I did not meet up with the other people at the
Spanish steps as it made me find my own way around.
Now off to have some dinner and then to bed 48 hours no
sleep in taking its wear on me.
