Day 60 - [R]ome
Too much touring in Rome
As I mentioned earlier, I had pre-booked several tours around Rome to make sure that I got to see the important sights with explanations. Today, I had scheduled two such tours: the Colosseum, Roman Imperial Forum, and Palatine Hill, followed by the Vatican Museums, Sistine Chapel and St Peter’s Basillica. It was always going to be a big day, and it proved to be very big. By the end of the Vatican tour, I was tired, foot sore, and filled to overflowing with information and impressions from the whole day of touring. I learned an important lesson through that busy day: two half-day tours in one day are too much (for me). On reflection, I remember at least one day on the Rhine River cruise involved two touring adventures in a day and it had also been pretty exhausting. I think I have developed a rule of one formal tour a day, for future reference. Also, as usual, I’ve taken hundreds of pictures, that I will sift out for this post.
The first tour operator had told me the night before (over Whatsapp) that my ticketed time for entry to the Colosseum had been moved to 10 am by the Colosseum, so I only needed to be at the meeting point at 9:45 am. That made my morning more leisurely and I had a very nice breakfast at Mammo Trastevere (where I’d tried to have breakfast the day before). Then I walked across ancient Rome to an address beside a basillica.
I gave myself plenty of time for the walk, and it turned out to be just as well. The address on Google Maps looked like an office beside a basillica. I found one of them but it wasn’t a tour group office. It turns out, there were two guys standing on the roadside without any signs or indicators that they were the tour operators, checking people in and shepherding them into groups near the basillica. Anyway, I worked that out by watching the goings on around me and checked in just in time. (Time-keeping turned out not to be too ruthless, as some folks showed up well after the 9:45 am check-in deadline.)
In the fullness of time we were introduced to our guide, Loriana, who rounded up her 12 tourists and headed off up the boulevard created by Mussolini leading from his headquarters to the Colosseum.
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| Views of the Colosseum as we approached on foot | ||
The first thing that Loriana told us was that “The Colosseum” is a nickname for the building. Originally, it was the Flavian Amphitheatre, named for the Emperors that built it. She also later said that “amphi-theatre” meant two theatres, as the normal theatre was a semi-circular audience section, facing the actual theatre, which had a backstage. The amphitheatre has two semi-circular audience sections facing each other with the ‘theatre’ space in the middle, and back-stage was underground.
Loriana led us through the entry (two layers of security, including a metal detector) and into the corridors that lead out to the arena. She explained the different types of gates in ancient times: general entry, noble/patrician entry, triumphal (the victor’s) gate, and the libitinaria gate (where corpses of people and animals were removed). She pointed out the huge construction, the brick and marble materials, and pointed to graffitti from down the ages (mostly 18th and 19th century), now prohibited. Then she sent us out to have our first view of the arena.
Then Loriana led us further around the arena so that we could enter the arena floor proper, through the libitinaria gate. The overwhelming feeling being in the Colosseum was that the scale of the place is unbelievable. If you’ve been in modern sports stadiums you would have a sense of the feeling of space/size, except that (what’s left of) the Colosseum is completely masonry, which gives it a much more massive feeling. And knowing that it’s all but 2000 years old lends even more weight to that sense of overwhelm. In its day, it must have been staggeringly impressive to the ‘common man.’
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Then Loriana led us up to a platform above the libitinaria gate, from which Mussolini gave many speeches, and which provided an unparalled view over the Colosseum.
We went around the arena at this level and when we had reached the far end (overhead the triumphal gate), Loriana pointed out an arch externally and also provided the explanation of the nickname “Colosseum.” The story is that Emperor Nero had a colossal statue made of himself, which was relocated from near his palace to near the Colosseum after the fire for which he is most famous. It was during the middle ages that the building was attributed with the name ‘Colosseum’ for its proximity to this colossal statue, which has since vanished.
Loriana led us around the Arch of Constantine and up to the Arch of Titus on the way to the Palatine Hill. We stopped in a museum there associated with the Roman forum for a nature break, and an unescorted look around.
Loriana led us up the Palatine Hill and reported the legend of Romulus and Remus at a couple of stops on the way up the garden hill. We went through the gardens created by the family Faranese, past the tomb of Giacomo Boni, and out onto the Terrazzo Belvedere del Palatino, which has a commanding view over the Roman forum.
Loriana led us down off the Palatine hill through Domitian’s Imperial Ramp. It is a very impressive, huge-scale structure and you pass through a sixth century chapel at the bottom of the ramp, which is also very impressive.
Loriana then led us along the main axis of the Roman forum to our final tour stop, in front of the place where Julius Caesar’s body is said to have been brought for cremation.
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I had tried to assess how best to get between the two tours. I checked with Google Maps about getting from the forum to the Vatican while we were having a break in the museum associated with the forum. I checked with Loriana how much longer the tour would last, did some mental calculations and thought that the brisk walk was likely to be a suitable approach. By the time we got to the end of the tour, we’d taken nearly 30 minutes longer than Loriana had predicted (not strictly her fault) and I resolved to catch a taxi to make sure that I got there in good time. Loriana pointed out that there was a taxi rank on the big boulevard directly outside where the tour had completed. I walked out there and hailed a taxi almost immediately. I showed him the address of the next tour company on my phone and he said, “That’s €28. It’s over the river.” That was fine with me (I mean, probably too much in reality, but I wasn’t really in a place to argue over the fare) and off we went.
Rome traffic was everything that it is made out to be, but really not nearly as chaotic as traffic I’ve eperienced elsewhere (e.g., Cairo, Dhaka, Manilla, come immediately to mind). The biggest ‘concern’ I had about the trip once it was over was that he’d driven almost completely around the Holy See to get to the address I’d given him. I know that he followed Google Maps to get there, but I wondered afterwards if there was a more direct route by taking a different bridge over the Tiber. Anyway, I guess I got my €28 worth.
This time the pick-up address was the tour office so check-in was simple. I had arrived in good time and watched with increasing disdain as folks showed up seemingly as they pleased for the tour to start. The group led by Maria appeared to be all Americans and me. While I was waiting in the tour office, I noticed on the wall a collage of photos of (I presume) past customers, and right in the middle was former Australian PM, Julia Gillard! I still don’t know how to feel about that.
Maria is a late-middle aged woman (I’m going to say a couple-to-a-few-years older than me) and she was suitably determined and forthright in her views on how the tour would proceed. Friendly and engaging but also concerned about boundaries and behaviour. She led us up to the Holy See and then through two security check points (including one metal detector scan) and into the foyer of the Vatican Museums. It was like an airport arrival hall. Very modern and with some fascinating sculptures.
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From the entry area, Maria led us into the museums proper (another entry checkpoint) and was disappointed to tell us that we had to climb three storeys up a sinuous stairwell because the escalator was ‘out of service’. Maria seemed certain that its extended period of maintenance was mostly laziness on the part of ‘them’. As it happens, the spiralling ramp was a treat in itself, circulating around (a replica of?) the boat that St Peter was claimed to have used (he was a fisherman before a disciple of Christ, of course). Maria took us to an anteroom at the top of the spiral ramp to show us a plaster model of the famous Pieta by a very young Michaelangelo. She explained that she was showing us this plaster version first because we could get very close to it to admire the sculpture. She explained that the original has been placed behind bulletproof glass in a small alcove in the basillica after someone attacked it with a hammer (!) in the 1970s (before security screening). Maria seemed to think that they’d overdone the security precautions and had definitely spoiled the viewing experience. As we left the viewing of the ‘fake’ Pieta – which was astonishing – Maria pointed to two other plaster staute copies (photographed). She said to be sure to remember the pose of the guy fighting the snake and to recognise that all the white statues that we were about to see were likely to have been painted in the primary colours illustrated by the other statue (of Julius Caesar).
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| St Peter’s boat in the spiral ramp | ||
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We emerged in the Cortile della Pigna (the pinecone courtyard – I’ve looked that up). A beautiful formal courtyard formed by former palaces and current museums. Maria led us over to a triptich of boards showing the paintings and frescos in the Sistine Chapel. She provided us with the whole tour guide explanation of the chapel and its painting by Michaelangelo here because photography, videography, and talking are all forbidden in the Sistine Chapel – not least because it is an active place of worship. The story of a very young Michaelangelo learning how to paint frescoes on the ceiling with a team of experienced painters, then resorting to ‘freehanding it’ solo because the traditional approach of transferring templates then filling in that outline was taking forever was fascinating, and resonated with all the stories of legendary genius just cracking on. Complementing Maria’s interesting presentation was some stuff that I’d heard on YouTube (from a reputable art historian) about Bertolucci’s contributions to the frescoes on the walls of the chapel. I must say, the anticipation was certainly building for this visit to the famous chapel.
After our visit to the courtyard, Maria led us into the (claimed) longest gallery on Earth. It was astonishing. We transited through four large sections, first sculpture (Museo Chiaramonti), then through the Braccio Nuovo – the building opposite the one with the pine cone – then the Galleria della Arazi (tapestries), and finally, the Galleria della Carte Geografiche (huge detailed paintings of Italy from the 16th Century). And several of the gallery sections were also artistic in their own right. It was one of those circumstances where I didn’t really know what to photograph to record the impression of the place. I mean, it was a lot!
It had been a long walk by the time Maria called us all together to explain our visit to the Sistine Chapel. As well as the stuff seen in the morning, I was starting to feel a bit ‘full up’ of wonders. However, I set my mind to absorb the chapel experience as best I could as the rules meant I would not be able to make personal mementos of the visit.
The Sistine Chapel is genuinely a unique experience. It is smaller and darker than I imagined it to be (the dimness might be about preserving the artwork, or the lateness in a late-autumn day). However, the artistry in the famous ceiling panels, the “Judgment Day” on the end wall, and the frescoes lining the wall and showing scenes from Christ’s and Moses’ life is breathtaking. Also genuinely amazing is that the cloth wall hangings under all this artistry are actually painted too! You have to look closely to realise that they are not cloth. If this was the only thing that you saw on a visit, the effect would be stupefying, I think. Astonishing art work executed by the masters of the craft. I think the effect was a little dulled for me because of all the amazing stuff we’d seen walking through the museums, and that I’d had the privilege of seeing in other parts of my trip. That’s not to diminish the wonder of the chapel but to explain my not-total amazement at it. And I have to note that people were talking (in generally hushed tones) and the floor walkers were regularly admonishing people “NO PHOTOS”. At one stage a recorded announcement was played to remind people that this was a place of worship and their silence was expected. Unfortunately, the experience had real overtones of being degraded by over-tourism, for me.
After the chapel, Maria led us out through a large arched ramp, passed a Swiss Guard on duty beside one of the vatican offices (or possibly residences). Maria explained that the Swiss were selected by one of the popes (I missed who) as they are a neutral country, to provide protection to the residents in the Holy See. She explained that the population of the Holy See is less than 700, of which ~150 are Swiss Guards and their families. Photographing the Swiss Guard in this part of the Vatican was also prohibited (the whole exit was strictly ‘no photography’).
We emerged in the Western part of Piazza San Pietro. The sun was very low in the sky by now (~4 pm) and it was cold, especially after being in the museums for the last couple of hours. Maria led us up to the basillica and explained some of the first things that we would see as we entered down the right aisle (“ai-sel” she said) because this was another part of the Vatican where respect for the prayers of worshippers forbid guides giving their presentations (I think she said that it was also an anniversary of one of the people entombed in that aisle too). This was where we would pass through the holy door – touching the door while holding purposeful intention to repent was effective for the faithful, I understand – then pass several shrines to previous popes and the well-protected Pieta by Michaelangelo.
My first impressions of St Peter’s Basillica were of awe. This cathedral is as grand, and probably more grand, than any other that I’ve visited. It was overwhelming from the outset. It is only later when I understood that I was only in one of the aisles when I formed that impression!
Maria led us around to the cross way where the altar sits and then around in front of the altar. There was a service going on in the alcove behind the altar, and Maria explained that there were regularly services there, free to join for faithful who were present. Only the Pope (or in rare cases of inability, his delegate) may conduct services from the actual altar. There was a bit else that Maria explained during this time but frankly, I was full-up and the explanations just washed over me. Also, having moved out into the main nave, I had lost sense of the scale of the basillica. I’ve later realised that I had stopped thinking about being in a singular building and rather a massive enclosed space. I’m not sure if that disconnection was because I was tired (I was), full-up of sight-seeing (ditto), or because the basillica is on such a scale that I can’t make it feel like a single building in my head. (I know this sounds stupid...) I’ve been in shopping centres (or airports) that are bigger than the basillica – even as recently as in Utrecht – but never had this disconnected feeling. I’m still processing what it meant. It didn’t diminish the awe I felt in the place, but it left me without an anchor for that awe. (It even sounds stupid to me.)
And that was the end of our tour of the Vatican. Not too soon for me, through no fault of the guide or the venue. As I left to walk home (only 20 minutes away!) I snapped a couple of photos of the piazza after dark. It was already too cold (and a bit windy) to hang around and do a proper job of it.
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My original plan on leaving the Vatican was to walk through Trastevere to a restaurant recommended by my golf-cart guide, have an early dinner (I’d missed lunch), then head home. However, as I was walking there, I was nursing my phone battery (down to under 5% by this time) and when I crossed the via Garibaldi and it was only 5:30pm, I thought it would be prudent to go home first, put some charge in my phone and pick up my kindle, then head to dinner at a slightly later time. Getting off my feet for even a short while was very appealing too. So, that’s what I did.
The restaurant recommended was Ivo a Trastevere. A long-operating (since 1962!) trattoria that was all of the classical Italian restaurant vibe that you would imagine/expect. Lovely food, entertaining service, and a welcoming, homely feel to the place. I enjoyed it very much and ignored the expensive tab at the end.
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What a fabulous, though tiring day it must have been. Judging by the photos from the first half - you certainly covered a lot of ground. I do remember coming across the Forum just by walking through the city - and I was astounded at how such an ancient monument was surrounded by modern life, and just blended in with everything. I also remember coming across a colony of stray cats - but I can’t recall if that was close to the Forum or the Colosseum. BTW, your photos of both are stunning.
ReplyDeleteIt was tiring. I'd already been amazed by the closeness of modern Rome and ancient Rome. I'd seen this in other parts of Italy and Greece as well (the closely surrounded churches in Thessaloniki spring to mind). In a country with only 200 years of colonisation as its history, I find it really difficult to decide how I feel about this crowding of the ancient past. (Of course, Australia doesn't lack for room either.)
DeleteThe cats of Rome are famous, but I didn't see any, let alone a colony.
I hope that you like the additional photos now available of the Vatican. It was all pretty overwhelming for me by the end.
Wow! So much to see in one day - and at the end of a huge tour of Europe to boot! Not necessarily “too much touring in Rome,” but a more appropriate title might be “too much Rome to see in 1-day”?
DeleteThe mosaics and sculptures and artworks are breathtakingly beautiful … but at the end of the day, the Roman Catholic Church has a lot to answer for (& not in a good way), so that distracts me from seeing them as just artworks. But I recognise and appreciate the incredible skills of the artisans - especially with the tools they had at their disposal.
If you ever find yourself having to decide how much “awe” you can digest in the 1-day - you’ll know the answer 😂
And yes - Old World being strangled by New World is something we’re not used to seeing AUS (until you count the First Nations People’s works of art … & culture - but that’s a discussion for another day)