When in Rome
I've been meaning to do this post for the past 3 months - but every time I sat down to write it I struggled to do justice to this amazing city. St Peter's Basilica and the Vatican City (as seen from the top of Castel Sant'Angelo) Two years ago I decided I wanted to go to Rome. I bought a guidebook and everything... then I bought my house. All plans for adventure had to be put on hold whilst I spent my time traipsing to solicitors, banks and building merchants. So this year, as a birthday present to myself, I decided to make it happen. I flew out on my birthday (word to the wise: if you book a flight on your birthday, make sure it isn't at the crack of dawn - no one remembers it's your birthday when it's that early in the morning!) and I got my birthday wish to stand in the Colosseum. Though I quickly learned that I've been calling it by the wrong name all my life - it's proper name is the Flavian Ampi...