The next day we waded around the ruins which were still impressive through the sheets of water and we were thrilled despite the soggy feet and cold dripping noses. Unfortunately the Colosseum was closed on NY Day but we had these intriguing little peeks through the gateways. You feel an eeriness and disquiet about the place and I almost expected to smell wet animal when I poked my nose through the bars to a gate.
That night we landed up in an Argentinian restaurant so we could devour a huge tasty steak. Why is it that Italian expats in SA make the best pizzas and the real thing is so disappointing? Graham also expected more when it came to the coffees and time and time again he shuffled off from a café table feeling let down!
We bypassed the Trevi fountain but there were so many people around it that it was like trying to find a spot to lay your towel on Clifton Beach in summer, so we never managed to throw any coins in, but despite this, we will return one day.
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