Rome Day 2
Be happy when you reach the
top: cry, clap your hands, shout to the four winds that you did it, let the
wind - the wind is always blowing up there - purify your mind, refresh your
tired and sweaty feet, open your eyes, clean the dust from your heart. It feels
so good, what was just a dream before, a distant vision, is now part of your
life, you did it! (
Breakfast consisted of coffee
and panettone. A flurry down the four sets of stairs to spill out onto the Piazza
Navone, the square on which our apartment was set. It is a large and lively
square containing three fountains and the baroque
church of Sant'Agnese in Agone, as well as many restaurants and cafés and
market stalls selling wares of a varied nature.
A brisk walk to the St. Peter’s
Square, armed today with my camera. St. Peter's Basilica is quite beautiful;
there are not words to describe what it is like. It is a cornucopia of Christian
iconography and opulent, ornate artwork, the scale, the detail, the sheer scale
and abundance of beauty took my breath away. Ariél made the comment that she
would have become a Christian just to come and drink in the art. But these
words do not suffice the enormity of my admiration for what we saw.
Ariél, Kyle, Sarah and I did
the Cupola climb. There are a few hundred steps which become increasingly narrower
and curved, you have to bend your neck over and lean to one side at some stage.
Once on top, there is a 360° panoramic view of Rome. What a breathtaking sight.
After another ciolatta calda,
we set off for the Spanish steps. We girls were enticed by the shops up and
down the streets leading up to the steps. But, no we didn’t buy anything , just
looked.
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