Me at the Vatican!
The top floor is where the pope lives, and from one of these windows (can't remember which one) where he blesses people once a week.
Jill and I goofing around in front of the Vatican. We were of course, well behaved while on our tour.
Jacket: Costa Blanca
Dress: Self made
Gladiator Sandals: Nine West
Day 2 we did a private tour of the Vatican. It was amazing. We were here at 9am and the line up to get in was around two sides of the perimeter wall, this is why we had a private tour, no line up.... Our guide was amazing, I learned a lot! The Sistine Chapel was beautiful, it was crazy being in there because you're not really supposed to talk or or take pictures or anything, so every little while a guard would yell out for people to be quiet!
The afternoon was followed with some more wandering around and the evening we went to a ballet. We thought we were going to an Opera of Romeo and Juliet but it turned out to be a ballet of Romeo and Juliet.
It was a contemporary version and very strange. Thats all I'm saying about that.... Howeveer getting there was another story entirely. Dinner went a little late so we were already rushing to the metro. Then everyone was trying to get those stupid ticket machines to work, which proved tricky. Then the train came but not everyone had made it down the escalator, which was the longest escalator I've ever seen going down, down, down.... So people were yelling, people were running. I got on the train thinking I could just keep the door open till everyone made it. This was not the case. Unlike in Calgary, where if you're blocking the door the door stays open and the train can't go anywhere, this train just about took off my arm! I haven't mentioned that we didn't even know exactly where we were going, we knew the theatre was close to the Trevi fountain, so from the metro we ran to the fountain and luckily found a nice police man who pointed us in the right direction and running down cobbled streets we made it on time! Barely!