We’ve spent almost half a day at the Vatican Museum due to the sheer vastness of their art collection. It felt mostly like being transported back to the Renaissance period as we got to see for ourselves works of Michelangelo, Raphael and Carvaggio.
I was so enthralled by the wall to ceiling frescoes preserved over the centuries. I wish I could post every single photo I took of it.
After numerous halls of sculptures, paintings, tapestries, and antiques, we reach the Sistine Chapel. People weren’t allowed to take pictures and make noises but I was sneaky enough to get a snap of the famous 15th century ceiling by Michelangelo.
Absolutely magnificent! Spot the Creation of Adam on the leftmost part.
It was undoubtedly a day of art and history as we head on to St, Peter’s Basilica.
A seemingly endless and detailed multi-tiered ceiling, the center altar, and Michelangelo’s The Pietà.
It wasn’t on our plan, but there was a mass scheduled that we just had to attend. That and we knew we would be missing the Pope during the blessing the next day as we leave for Venice.
Tired and hungry but ready for a 3-hour mass in Italian!
Aside from the mass there was a ceremony of the episcopal ordination of 3 bishops from Italy, USA and Nigeria.
By the time that the ceremony was over, everywhere else was closed. We were relieved to find a small shop to buy some essentials as well as a few souvenirs. It was pretty dark and we were having a hard time finding the bus stop. A man walking by was good enough to help us on our way as he saw our distress. Funny thing was we mistook him as Chinese but was actually Filipino!
Finally some good ol’ Italian food!
Italy was a sight to see. With its cobbled stone roads and artisanal shops it was amore a prima vista. We navigated through the city quite easily with the help of friendly kababayans who were kind enough to be our travel guide for the first day.
Our Bed & Breakfast-slash apartment type of lodging. I was apprehensive to stay here at first but it actually had a cozy and rustic feel to it.
First stop: the Spanish Steps
Atop the Spanish Steps is a small church: Trinita’ Dei Monti.
Getting lost in this city doesn’t sound very bad.
What’s for lunch? Our first of many past dishes in Italy served perfectly al dente. ✔
Our next stop was very reminiscent of that Lizzie Mcguire movie.
The gang at Fontana di Trevi.
After quick stops at Altare della Patria which housed the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier with an eternal-freakin’-flame, we head on to Colosseo.
It didn’t take long before the boys started unleashing their “sexy inner-gladiator”. tsk.
Most shops and restaurants were already closed by the time we left Colosseo (around 8pm). Good thing we got to buy some goodies from the local mercato minutes before it closed.
Dinner of a good bottle of wine, cold cuts and cheese.
Messy typhoon waves
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raaaymond asked: i'm convinced that you're my long lost twin, or something.
Why’s that? And hey, great Polaroids you have there