09.07.2013 - 09.07.2013
I'm sitting in Heathrow at this very moment waiting for our final flight, the one that brings home. I could stay longer; the boys are ready to be home.
The last four days have been full of wandering historic sites, dripping in the heat and humidity, dripping in the afternoon rain showers, and being amazed by the sights, sounds, tastes, and occasionally the smells.
Friday was Parma. The home of Prosciutto ham. I had the Prosciutto and melon for lunch.
A sleepy town compared to many of the rest. We all thought this would be a place to visit again and stay a while. The streets host few map-wielding tourists, the gelato is perfect, and the cobbled streets beckon for a bouncy bike ride.
A few shots of Parma.
Off to Roma after an evening of laundry, packing and hanging out on the balcony.
Rome was less overwhelming and more awe-inspiring than I expected. Our hotel had charm. No. Character? No. Ghetto, per Will. At least it was clean, I said.
We were MELTING in the humid heat and then we were soaked. The ubiquitous vendors switched in one rain drop from hawking sun hats, iced water, and parasols to chasing huddled tourists down to offer umbrellas and rain ponchos at a good price.
Sunday morning we made the pilgrimage to Pompeii. We left our hotel at about 5:00 am. Here is the st. Giovanni church around the corner. I love watching a city wake up!
Pompeii was brutally hot! But we missed the rain shower while we dined under patio umbrellas.
One must pass through Naples to and from Pompeii. Look where we ate. Hey, they had free wifi...
Here are some final pictures.
This is a staircase in the Vatican Museum.
Guido's drive to the Rome airport
Next stop home sweet home.