Continuing my plans to run in as many cool and interesting locations as possible during our trip, I started this morning's run at St Peter's Bascillia (which is precisely 102 of my steps from our front door), over the river, past Piazza Venezia and a lap of the Colosseum as a turnaround point. It felt a little surreal like my Eiffel Tower turnaround point a few weeks ago. After so many long and boring runs in the same Melbourne areas it just doesn't feel real to be jogging around such landmarks. It was a fairly simple 6km run, though as I started late after a sleep-in, it was already 29 degrees on my return stretch at just past 10am.
After sorting out ho
The hot sun was scorching and made the trip a little hard work (yes, I know those suffering the cold
As we're reaching the point in the trip where we need a few easy days as a family to recharge for the final stretch, we caught the bus back home to give the kids an afternoon break. But breaks are for kids ... I still had more exploring to do and a couple more sites on the Angels & Demons trail to knock off (now completed). I reckon I walked 15kms from what I can figure on the map, by completing a full circuit of the city area past all of the main landmarks by foot. The kids have done a marvellous job to maintain such a pace for 5 weeks, but it was also good to power around the city by myself for three hours as well to spend more time at key spots.
Returning back to the apartment, we all then headed straight out again to catch some fireworks at Castel Sant'Angelo which is practically down the end of our street. Now I won't go on about the significance of this site in the Dan Brown fictional book, but it was pretty cool watching the famous castle 'explode' with fireworks in the evening. The show went on for about an hour, and while we have no idea what the fireworks were in aid of, we'll just have to safely presume the Romans were keen to farewell us and make sure we left the country.
The Italian part of our journey was awesome even though Italian service was fairly average. In the morning we take a flight to Amsterdam to meet up again with our Dutch friends Sofie, Daan and Paul at their house (they should be happy with the Dutch winning the 'foozball' today and progressing to the quarter finals in the World Cup).
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