TELGEN
VACATION REPORT
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After
three days in Florence, we took the train (of course) to Rome. While Florence
was beautiful, we really looked forward to seeing some of the archeological
sites left from the Roman Empire. We spent a rather rainy day exploring three
adjoining areas: the Roman Forum (the religious, political, and commercial
center of ancient Rome), the Palatine (an imperial palace), and the Colosseum
(you know what went on there). After arriving there, we discovered why so many
postcards describe the "cats of Rome": they're everywhere! We met
several plump little strays who seemed fairly content with scavenging off
tourists (or perhaps predating upon the local rodent population). The one in
this picture is at the Roman Forum, which contains parts of the Temple of
Antonius and Faustina (the columns), built around 141 AD, as well as the Temple
of Julius Caesar (the bunch of rocks under the small shelter in the
background), reputedly built on the site where he was cremated in 44 BC.
The
Palatine, while not as dramatic looking, gave a lot of insight into what
everyday life must have been like in the court of the Emperor. (We also saw a
pack of more than a dozen cats, being fed by a local.) The Colosseum was truly
amazing, however. The floor of the stadium has fallen away, so you can see the
chambers where they held the prisoners awaiting their turn in public battle.
You can climb almost to the upper levels of the stadium, and you might almost
picture yourself awaiting the entrance of the football team, just like in
Michigan Stadium—except then you look again and realize this place is over 1900
years old!
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While
visiting these tumbled-down remnants of ancient Rome, we couldn't help but
notice how almost every one of them had some pope's name on them. (In fact, I
was a bit surprised when I entered the Pantheon—founded 17 BC as a tribute to
all the gods—and discovered the interior was essentially a Christian church.)
Not only did the Church appropriate these monuments for itself, it also made
use of all the good marble. Most of St. Peter's Basilica was built from
materials excavated from Roman buildings. It left these archeological treasures
in a sorry state, but when you see the interior of St. Peter's you can be
forgiven for thinking it was worth it. You can read that it's the largest
Christian church in the world, but you can't really get a sense of its enormity
and grandeur until you stand inside it. The picture on the right here was taken
just inside the main portion of the cathedral. I thought the image of the
sunlight streaming through one of the side chapels was particularly
appropriate.
In another of the side chapels you can
view Michelangelo's marvelous "Pietà," sculpted when he was just 25.
(He also designed the famous cupola dome of the basilica. That guy was
everywhere!) After wandering through the various sections of St. Peter's, you
can then go into the crypts beneath, where various popes are buried. This area
seems to be almost as big as the main church itself, with several dedicated
chapels. Again and again when I am faced with these huge, ornate, old European
buildings, I marvel at how they could ever have been built. Not just
structurally—no bulldozers or cranes back then, as we tell David—but
financially. You try to imagine how much it would cost to build one of these
cathedrals today and the mind boggles. Then again, if you have two or three
hundred years to pay for it, maybe it's not so difficult after all.
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While
walking through the Vatican Museums, you get still more evidence that the
church hasn't exactly lacked for funds throughout its history. Wealthy people
wanted to get into heaven, so they donated money to or commissioned artworks
for the church. And what artworks! We took the shortest path through the
Museums, and still saw countless rooms full of tapestries, frescoes, paintings,
chalices, etc etc etc. And not only are there beautiful objects, the rooms
themselves are incredibly decorated, from marble floor to carven ceilings. Here
you see David next to one of the intricate maps that line one of the hallways.
He liked this one in particular because it shows a volcano erupting, and
disasters are cool! Naturally the highlight of our visit was the Sistine
Chapel, with the ceiling painted by—who else—Michelangelo. We were there in
early January, during school time, and the room was so crowded there was
scarcely room to stand. Nevertheless, you can find a nice bench on the edges
where you can sit and contemplate the various panels. I'm glad we weren't there
in the middle of August, however.
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Then
again, August weather might have been nice for visiting all the beautiful
outdoor sights in Rome. Here Bill is standing in front of the Trevi Fountain,
just after the skies had stopped sprinkling. (But we were still lucky, however.
We took my folks back there later and the fountain itself was no long
"sprinkling.") We also visited the Spanish Steps, and our hotel was
very near the Piazza Navona, a beautiful oblong piazza with three fountains.
Perhaps the most unique highlight of our
whole Italian trip occurred in Rome our first night. Not quite familiar with
the maps and searching for dinner at the wrong time of the evening, we ended up
at a little family-owned trattoria. It seemed fairly clear that this was not a
restaurant frequented by too many tourists. How could we tell? Perhaps it was
the salad greens being prepared right at one of the neighboring tables. Or the
restroom located outside the actual restaurant space, in a different building.
Or the handwritten menus, or the kitchen being entirely visible, or the way
"Papa" imperiously ordered around the waitress and cook (obviously
his daughter and wife). Nevertheless, we had a very tasty meal—one of several
we enjoyed while in Italy. All in all, our trip was exhausting but
exhilarating, leaving us ready to come home but sorry we hadn't had more time
to explore further.
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