Friday, 28 June 2013

Ciao bella

The places we visited in Italy

Exhausted and with no makeup but happy tourists pause
for a breather whilst packing bags on last day

On the bus as we approach St Peter's

St Peters from the top of the bus

Colosseum shot as we head for the airport
We lay in bed for a sleep in like the exhausted tourists we are. Eventually we get going and have a lot of fun seeing what we have brought whilst trying to pack our bags and fit in all the extra clothes, books, handbags and tourist paraphernalia. Tonight we fly back to London.
Our last Italy breakfast awaits, the standard cereal, yogurt, boiled egg and bread. Then we are off to the hop on hop off bus to save our feet and see a bit of Rome from the top of a double decker bus. With 27 centuries of history there is a lot to see.The traffic is manic and the bus pushes along at a slow pace. After a while it is hot in the 30+ sunshine so we hop off and find a great place for lunch. The Prosecco comes in glasses as big as 44 gallon drums. Then some more bus riding, St Peter’s looks even better coming down the avenue straight at it. More angels to snap in a photo frenzy and then time to hop off and squeeze in one more Italian handbag purchase before we pick up our bags.
We get going to the airport its Friday afternoon and the traffic is mad, but our driver knows how to yell abuse and drive like he is racing at Bathurst. With tooting horns and the roar of Vesper engines we leave Roma. I will miss the hustle and bustle of this city.
Once in the airport Jane does a Baci chocolate run and then we squeal in delight when we find our favourite shop, Fabirano. On the flight home we entertain ourselves with one of our favorite activities looking at the photos we have taken and work out which ones we want to copy for each other.
Finally through sleepy eyes we see Ladywell Lodge and we are home, its midnight. But another surprise awaits Janes mum has been, we have a stocked fridge, fresh flowers and a union jack windmill between my pillows. What a nice way to come home I go to sleep with a smile on my face.

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