|Tuesday, July 30, cont.:
We parked near the Colosseum, which appeared small and unimpressive but close-up proved to be large and smelling like a urinal.
We walked through numerous corridors and found elevators for lions which were served by their soon-to-be victims.
After a cold drink near a gate of triumph, we saw the Forum through an iron fence, then walked past a wall with maps of Roman conquests - showing that at one time the entire Mediterranean had, indeed, been "Mare Nostrum" -
to end up at the famous fountain
I left Rose there and walked back to get the car. She talked with a Roman, bought a coke and some postcards of Julius Caesar - familiar to me from "De Bello Gallico" in my 1940's Latin classes !
All too soon we left Rome, found the Autostrada to Naples, which we reached in an hour and a half - Rose sleeping, gentle rain, attractive scenery.