The city structure is so... schizophrenic. I don't know what to else to say about it. It is the mixture of oldschool/modern buildings (which of course has a different meaning here than it does over yonder in America) and the anicent ruins that left standing. I am throughly impressed by what IS left standing. The hostel we stayed at was not the coolest thing ever. Right by the train station, lots of angry drivers and talkers throughout the night, the snorer (though only for one night). You can hear EVERYTHANG outside. And the streets are extremely narrow. The homelessness rate is through the roof, but none of them have really tried to harrass or haggle anyone for money.
I really wish I had brought my pedometer to count how much I have walked on this trip. I have spent hours, upon hours on my feet. I have been controlling myself with the camera, however, because most sites are super touristy and are all over the internet anyways. And I am too much of a pussy to try taking shots of the super religious hobos.
So the sights, eh? Almost as hard to navigate a German keyboard after navigating an Italian keyboard.
The Pantheon
The Vatican/Basillica Pietro
The Colosseo
Republic de Piazza
The Forumn
Igbazio di Loyala
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