Ok, I admit it, I miss Paris and I miss the French. I won't say anything more about it except that if I get stabbed by another umbrella belonging to an old Italian lady, I'm going to scream. Rome is a big city and I wish my uncle was alive so I could ask him why this was his favorite city. Maybe it has a fantastic gay scene. I don't know. Still, the art here is unrivaled. We got here pretty late in the afternoon and it was raining so we didn't wander too far. We certainly made up for it the next day.
We started the morning with the Vatican Museums including the Sistine Chapel. The Sistine Chapel certainly stands out as the gem of the Vatican, almost to obscene extent. It is so much larger than I expected and I got to see my favorite figure, Delphic Sibyl. Also, I was suprised by the size of Caravaggio's Descent from the Cross. I didn't it would be so large and it was by far, my favorite painting in museum. Andy is a new fan of Caravaggio's and even more so after our visit to the Borghese Gallery.
The Borghese Gallery was a must see as it houses some of Bernini's best works including Apollo and Daphne. I also got to see my third and final David. It was surprisingly smaller than I expected but still impressive. We just left the gallery and so I'm still a little overwhelmed by it and it is still all sinking in. We're on our way to Santa Maria della Vittoria where we'll hopefully be able to see the Ecstasy of St. Theresa. I told Barry that if I go to Rome and this is the only thing I see, I'll be fine.
So I doubt I'll be able to write anymore on our trip but I wanted to say that we're having a great time but we're looking forward to coming home. I think we're both itching to have a burrito and cheeseburger.
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