Still in Rome

Yesterday we had a look around Rome on one of the many open-top, double-decker, tour buses that seem to be in all the big cities we've visited. I'm not sure how much they cost in London, but in Paris we paid 22 Euros, and in Rome it was 15 Euros. The Paris one was valid for 48 hours and the Rome one for 24. You can get on and off as many times as you like while your ticket is valid.

Our bus didn't go near the Trevi fountain and that's the one place in Rome that Donna really didn't want to miss. As it wasn't all that far from our hotel, we set out, map in hand, to walk to it. Then, because they weren't too far from the fountain, we walked to a few other places that we'd already seen, such as the colosseum.



The Trevi fountain. Apparently, this wasn't all that popular before Hollywood discovered it. I find that hard to believe as it's got to be the most spectacular fountain I've ever seen. We threw some coins in, Australian, British and European, just to cover all the bases.



The spot where Julius Ceasar met his end. If you look closely, you can still see the chalk marks left over from the murder investigation. If you look even closer, you may see some cats, it's now a sort of refuge for cats.



Two different ways of seeing Rome. The cheap one can't be used to fertilise your roses.



Another shot of the Colosseum. It amazes me that, as old as some of these buildings are, you can still walk all over them.



Never trust a man who wears socks with his sandles. What do Romans wear under their skirts? I wasn't game to ask him.