Thursday afternoon was over on the Vatican side. I tried to cash in on some chits to get us an audience, but Francesco was just too busy getting ready for his Easter and Good Friday responsibilities. Understandable. It's his first time.
The lines outside of St. Peters were immense, so we paused outside to take in the enormity of the basilica and the plaza, but we did not go in. We were instead off to the Vatican Museum. I think this was my fourth time at the Museum. But it's hard to think of three people who love art more than us, so we of course lingered over all of the treasures -- we're not the types to dart as quickly as possible to the Cappella Sistina and get out of Dodge. Not us....! After several grueling hours, we were dehydrated, famished, and exhausted. We luckily hit a hot new restaurant that took us for a late lunch, and we enjoyed a well-deserved and sumptuous lunch. I'll write about that separately, for Romeo is a place you need to go to if you get over here.
After a little break to rest up, we made our way over to dinner near the Pantheon. But we also made sure that Irene got to see the Pantheon and the Fontana di Trevi. Both of them remain stunning even when you see them all the time.
Friday was slow going. Our start was delayed by a couple of stops for Sicilian pastry and caffe. It was inevitable. This was the last day for Oomps and Irene, and we were tired. But we eventually made it over to the Spanish Steps, where we lucked out to the max. Maybe it was because this Friday was Good Friday. Whatever the reason, we had this tourist haven just about all to ourselves!
Before I knew it, the time had come. Oomps and Irene had to get to the airport, and I sadly saw them off. Sooooo glad they came. Best week ever -- from start to finish.
P.S. OK, sorry. That wasn't really the Spanish Steps. The real ones were a little more crowded:
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