Rome - crazy Taxi drivers, crooks, a fire and a lot of fun.
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I was really looking forward to Rome. My girlfriend was not sure what to expect. Some of her friends had really enjoyed it and one of them gained 3 kilos in one week due the fantastic food that they are serving in the restaurants.
We had a morning flight; we were leaving from Brussels 7.25 am which meant that w were up very early. I think for the first time we had managed to pack the day before so we felt quiet organized when we woke up at 5.00 am. We had some quick showers and some light breakfast.
The airport was no that busy " I had expected more action because I had picked my girlfriend up the day before and at that point of time the airport was actually more than full. Everything went well at the airport and the flight left at announced time.
My girlfriend slept good on the plane; it must have been the first time ever! After less than 2 hours we approached the Da Vinci airport in Rome. We flew pretty low over some very interesting view along the east coast of Italy.
In Fiumicino airport everything went well. We got our luggage and found the train that was leaving towards Rome. The train was completely full so we were standing in the hall looking out the window for the 25-30 min it takes to go to the central station in Rome, Stazioni Termini the price was 11€ for each of us (one way).
When we arrived at Termini, we tried to find our Metro that should have been line B. After some minutes walking up and down the different metro entries, it became clear that the entire network was on strike, so we had better to find a taxi to reach our hotel. We stood in a queue for about 30 min before we had a taxi. The scenery in the queue was funny; people were in general very calm and smiling, except of some Italian suits, most of them women as well!, that had to be somewhere else in a hurry. Along the queue you had also the normal hustlers trying to make an extra buck on cheating tourists with their black taxis. The hustlers all looked like crooks, and I would recommend them to work a bit on their appearances’.
The taxi driver that we finally got was everything that you could imagine of a man on traffic steroids.
The hotel was situated 5 km from the city centre, which were only 4 metro stations from Colosseo. The hotel turned out to be a nice quiet hotel close to one of the city universities. At the reception desk we were met by a very efficient desk clerk, she was one of the fastest I have ever seen, and she spoke fast as well.
We located the metro station that would be our starting point every day and there we bought a week card for the busses and the metro in order to be moving freely the coming days. At the train station we found a small lunch café and had our first taste of Italy. It was great and we finally were where we wanted to be.
After a couple of hours we went back to the hotel, checked out the room and changed clothes before going in to town again as fast as possible.
We went in the Colosseo which were the part that my girlfriend had looked forward to the most.
From the top we could see a fire in Via del Corso and decided to go that way, not because of the fire but because the street was blocked by the police, so it was possible to walk very freely in that direction. We were absolutely not the only ones with that idea. The fire turned out to be in a small clothing shop.