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Showing posts with label Italy. Show all posts

November 16, 2010

Rome: The Pantheon

As my readers will recall, I have been describing a visit to Rome, focusing on the entirely walkable old city. I spend most of my time traveling around the Pacific Rim region, but once in a while Europe sings her siren song.

After a leisurely buffet breakfast of rustic bread, cheese, ham, hard-boiled eggs, yogurt, fruit, pastries, and juice (I had to sample a bit of everything) at the charming and conveniently located Hotel Cosmopolita, Michael and I walked toward the Pantheon. At least, we thought we were headed for the Pantheon, but after finding an obelisk and some churches, we took photos of each other and adjusted our course. The result of the accidental detour was that we came upon the famous Pantheon building a few minutes later almost head-on. I had been watching my footing on the cobblestones (Rome is covered in cobble stones and I dislike them very much) when Michael told me to look up. I did, and gasped, “There it is!” (Why do people, myself included, state the bleeding obvious when excited?) Surrounded by newer and taller buildings, the Pantheon stands in a large square behind a fountain and surrounded by restaurants (one of which is McDonalds, where we did NOT eat), so it can’t be seen from a long distance.
The Pantheon was designed and constructed without the use of modern equipment, Arabic numbers, or even the concept of zero.  When we walked inside, my eyes were on the oculus, or hole in the roof.  After seeing that ceiling on public television countless times, I had been looking forward to seeing it for myself.  It was worth the anticipation, a round window onto the sky, 30 feet across and many stories up.  The skylight of the gods. The Pantheon (pan= all, theo= god) was home to all of the Roman gods, but was later converted into a Catholic church. This ancient pagan temple in old Rome was modeled after the Turkish yurts in central Asia.

I’ll never forget my first look at the oldest building in Rome that has been in constant use since it’s construction in 27 B.C. Even with the front columns being shorter than originally intended, it’s an impressive building. We walked around, then sat nearby and soaked up the atmosphere. We watched the crowds of tourists, vendors, children and dogs, and philosophized about the rise and fall of great empires.

Insider tips: Grabbing a bite
One of Rome's best gelaterias is just off the square that fronts the Pantheon. Grab a cone of delicious gelato for only a couple of Euros and sit on the steps facing the front of the Pantheon in the early evening. It's a great way to end the day or to relax before dinner. If you want my favorite gelato flavor, order fragola (strawberry). If you stand facing the front of the Pantheon, look to your right to find a wonderful little deli and bakery. Their simple sandwiches made a tasty and inexpensive meal. If you can't decide what to eat first, try a mortadella sandwich, a sweet ricotta-filled raviolo, and a bottle of aqua minerale. They also sell fabulous olive oil.

When to go, or when not to go
Two important things to remember for anyone visiting Italy for the first time: May first is Labor Day in many countries, including Italy, and most restaurants and attractions (including the beautiful Pantheon) are closed. Also, August is very hot, leading much of Europe to go away on holiday that month, so it's not a great time to visit. Spring can be rainy, but beautiful--just bring your umbrella. Fall is also beautiful. June and July are hot and high-priced.

October 10, 2010

A Roman Holiday, Part One

The Roman Forum
"All roads indeed lead to Rome, but theirs also is a more mystical destination, some bourne of which no traveller knows the name, some city, they all seem to hint, even more eternal." --Richard Le Gallienne

After passing through numerous security checks with our shoes off in San Francisco, my travel partner and I were somewhat surprised at the ease of entering Italy. An immigration officer stamped our passports without looking up from his desk, and then the customs official waved us through without even pausing in her languid conversation with a porter.

We hailed a cab (or the cab driver hailed us) and sped off to our hotel: the charming little Cosmopolita. Our driver careened through traffic with no distinct lanes in his big manual transmission Mercedes cab. Most of the time he was twisted around in the driver’s seat to face us, pointing out various sites and explaining bits of Italian history while steering with one hand. Next time, I'll take the Metro (subway) from the airport.

We arrived hours before check-in time and in the rain, but the Cosmopolita Hotel staff took it in stride. They stored our bags and gave us a map of the area, pointing out that the ancient Roman Forum, Coliseum, Trevi Fountain, Pantheon, Capitol Building and Metro station were all within easy walking distance. I asked if there was a shop nearby where we could buy an umbrella, which was the one thing I had forgotten to pack. Alesandro (the unofficial King of Front Desk) happily said, “Yes, you’ve found it,” and handed us a giant golf umbrella . Tucked under our new umbrella and operating on pure adrenaline, we struck out in the direction of the Roman forum.

The forum turned out to be an easy five-minute stroll from the hotel, as promised. Stone steps lead down to the excavated forum, which is several stories below the surrounding buildings, and by the time we reached the last step the rain had stopped and the clouds were beginning to break up. What a sight the Roman forum was with the clouds peeling apart and brilliant shafts of sunlight striking the ancient stones.

To Be Continued...

October 05, 2010

A Roman Holiday, Overview

"Everyone soon or late comes round by Rome." --Robert Browning

Roman Holiday is one of my favorite Audrey Hepburn films and Rome is one my favorite cities for a week of dining and strolling. Long lunches, gelato, and pizza in the seat of one of history's great empires-- what's not to love?

Favorite Guidebook:

Rick Steves' Rome 2011 is like having a personal tour guide in your pocket or purse. It's also a book that opens doors, literally. Many restaurants and shops have special offers and freebies only for people carrying the unmistakable blue books penned by Rick. Skip down to "Favorite Restaurant" below for details.

Favorite Time of Year:

My last visit to the city of Rome was in the late Spring, but it's hard to beat the cooler temperatures of the fall. That's why October is many peoples' favorite time to hang out in Rome. Avoid the peak of summer if you can because of the heat. Italy essentially shuts down in August.

Favorite Attraction:

The jury is still out on that one! There are so many to love. And I'm not just talking about gelaterias...honestly!

Favorite Restaurant:

Cafe dello Studente is my standout favorite place for a long lunch in Rome. The sidewalk tables have a view of the Roman Colosseum and the lasagna is divine. Don't miss it. Rick writes that travelers holding one of his guidebooks can expect to receive a royal welcome from Simona and her husband, but that is an understatement. We walked in and she yelled “Rrrick Steves’!” with the rolled “r” sound and eagerly showed us to a table. As usual, all of the tables were placed on the sidewalk. We read in the book that most cafes have two prices: one for purchasing food to go, and a higher charge for sitting at a table. Real estate isn’t cheap. However, with the book, we got the table for the to-go price, some free appetizers, free drinks, and a baseball cap.

Favorite Travel Tip:

As always, I advocate traveling with carry-on bags, only. One thing I’ve learned over the years is the value of traveling without any checked baggage whenever possible. It never fails to save tons of time and hassle. If the thought of not being able to pack more clothes than you need for your trip sounds like too much to bear, try imagining the joy and freedom of walking straight through customs and immigration and beginning your holiday while your fellow travelers jockey for position around groaning and lurching baggage carousels. The fun of strolling past that mess is definitely worth occasionally needing to wash a pair of socks in a hotel bathroom sink. Most people don't return from a trip abroad saying, "Next time I'm going to bring MORE luggage!" Luggage is called luggage because it's not fun to lug around.

More to Come:

Stay tuned for journal entries from the trip! I'll type them up as soon as I have time. Meanwhile, if you'll excuse me, there is a pizza with my name on it.