Eurotrip : Day 7 - A walk in Rome

What can you do on a Sunday in Rome? We were done with the major sites and had one last day before we took off for the mountains. So we decided to take a long walk today. The day was brilliant, blue skies and all, a total opposite from the day that greeted us to this old city. The church bells were ringing, from towers of churches and basilicas that hid among the buildings of the city. The streets were just calling out to us to come out and roam.

But first we had to pack our bags and bid goodbye to our homey apartment. Here is a peek.

After settling our breakfast at the Termini, we hopped on a bus that took us close to the Campo de Fiori. We took a quiet stroll to the Campo square, before venturing to the banks of the Tiber. Of course, this river was quiet not in the class of the Seine, but the cobbled stone streets and great Piazzas of Rome, not to mention the espressos and pastas, is what makes this one of the best cities in Europe. Maybe it is too soon for me to mention that, just after stopping in my second European city, but let's see how long this stands in my book.

Here are some photos of our walk.

Flower Stall at Campo de Fiori

What looks like a church in a quiet street corner

The lively Piazza Navona

The street performer with his bag of gags

Sant Eustachio, possibly the best coffee in town

Pantheon, the Temple of Gods, where everyone constantly looks up

Outside the Pantheon

The Trevi once more

After spending the last leg of our walk accompanying Vicky in her window shopping, we were ready to head back to the terminal for our final Roman dinner. On our way back, we did some last minute souvenir shopping as we decided that Switzerland could be too expensive for simple key chains and magnets (we were right!). Our train was leaving at 7.55pm and we just had time to gobble down our dinner, grab our bags at the Beehive and hunt down our cabins. We were done with our Roman adventure, but something tells me that I will back some day for more adventures in the eternal city, and that belief is not just some myth from the coins thrown into Trevi Fountain ... well at least I got fate on my side. Ciao!