When in Rome 2...

Don't do as the Romans do!

Perhaps my love for Greece just doesn't give Rome an unbiased perspective, or Rome is just bitter sweet itself. I love the city, the architecture, and all the things to eat and see, but the service, the politics of things, and the people really disappointed me. I realize how much I dislike crowds of tourists and over rated things, so this can easily get you (and the locals/employees) impatient and mad when waiting for a long time in line just to discover that you are at the wrong ticket pickup office due to lack of signage or that the communication of information is misleading and lacking as with our pre bought tickets to the Colosseum, Palatine Hills and the Roman Forum.
Despite the annoyances of the lacking Italian service, the Colosseum is a must. Make sure to pre buy tickets and even print them out in advance if you can. Rest assured, you don't want to be waiting for hours just to purchase-the line for tickets wrapped around the Colosseum so plan ahead to avoid wasting time!! As one of the 7 wonders of the world, the Colosseum didn't disappoint and just gazing at it was a historic education for the eyes. The Roman Forum and Palatine Hills are in the same place and there's a lot to see in this area alone. However, we left for lunch after exploring a third of the place and assumed our " two day pass" would allow for unlimited access in the span of 48 hours...turns out, once you've been admitted once, your pass is over and there are no exceptions. Thus, another disappointing point to Rome and the explanation didn't justify it... definitely a lesson learnt for us and so many others.
On the bright side, good thing Rome is a walking museum as walking around made up for the places we didn't get to see with the pass. We sighted the Ministry of Culture and Heritage, a grand white marble building, but remain proper here as the guards are strict and keeps a tight eye on what you are doing...even sitting on the steps aren't allowed. The Trevi Fountain was unexpectedly shocking... because we got there to the sight of a barricade around it with a bridge built for tourists to walk through. Turns out, it is under renovation for a year, so no coin tossing, no grandeur monument, when in Rome moment- just a line of tourists trying to see it up close on the bridge.

I should note that Rome is ridiculously populated with tour groups, thus by the time we got to the Spanish Steps, we were burnt out and didn't admire it as much as there were people everywhere which makes it tiring to try to get a decent photo or spend time without people in the way.

I feel this blog is way too depressing, but the highlight was finally making it to Travestere unlike the night before. An upbeat neighbourhood of delicious eats where the locals go, we were so impress and jealous of the quality and prices! You can get a four course meal here as cheap as 10 euros! Crazy right!? You realize how jacked up tourist areas are and how incomparable food can be until you explore local grounds. We waited to eat at a place call Castomenta due to the obvious lineup and crowd willing to wait for a table outside. The pizza and tiramisu I devoured was one of the best pizza and tiramisu  I've had and at 5 and 3 euros respectively, I was so pleased. Turns out it was a trip advisor recommendation and my friends and I have been lucky to come across this and others that are also trip advisors recommended on this trip. They tend to be of delicious quality and decent pricing, so a sure sign for tourists to count on. The streets in Travestere also has tables set up for local crafties selling their jewellery and other handmade items. Travestere not only redeemed the day for us, but I would come back here just to eat!
Another hidden gem is San Crispino, an award winning gelato placed tucked in Via Della Paneteria. My friend had recommended it to me and though service is lacking, you know it's good when the lids cover the aesthetic appeal of the gelato (whereas other gelato shops display the gelato mountain high) yet still has a consistent flow of traffic. Taste for sure wins and my honey and chestnut flavours were as rare as gold.

I know I mentioned travelling with three other friends and staying in hotels is not my ideal nor my preferred way, but I need to give a shout out to a concierge from the Sheraton Roma. Otello, who has worked there for over twenty years went above and beyond to assist us and had an impeccable memory for names. If anything, he made my trip to Rome remarkable and you know and can sense when someone works and delights in their job passionately. I never thought I be a girl so picky about service, but it does make or break an experience.






When in Rome...

Don't roam Rome!

Coming from such a beyond friendly and hospitable place like Santorini, Rome through us off...just a little too much.

Arriving in Rome, or Roma in Italian, one taxi driver already tried to rip us off asking for 70 euros to our hotel. Good thing I had researched that the standard rate should be around (if not a set rate of) 50 euros. Thankfully we were aware and asked the taxi desk whom told us it's a set rate of 48 euros, so we did just that instead. Driving into the city we didn't realize how green Rome is. There are fields of grass and lots and lots of trees. This one type of tree seen almost everywhere has a skinny trump and a flat top resembling a tall mushroom, it was pretty fairy tale like.

After settling in, we attempted to bus to a local neighbourhood call Travestere recommended by the concierge. However, we ended up getting off way too early and in a totally non touristy area where many Italians do not speak English and some didn't even know how to direct us on the map. So not only were we lost and confused, we were in a drastic scene than expected- sort of sketch, and we figured we were on the wrong side of the river so we ended up taxiing to a known touristy area; Piazza Navona, a public touristy square we had researched. We arrived with an immense sense of peace to the expected Roman culture of buildings, mobs of tourists, and outdoor restaurants and souvenirs, feeling way more comfortable than we had a few minutes ago as the only tourists on the bus.

So tip of the day is, on your first night, stick it safe and go exactly where you need to go. Or else your internal safety alarm goes off and its no fun!

After the initial culture shock from this incident, we took some photos and looked for grub. You must compare menus, prices, and question what you want and what the place has to offer. With line ups of restaurants everywhere, they are all very competitive and the ones right on the square are usually the most expensive and not as great as the hidden gems down the alleys. Also, we found out al 6 restaurants surrounding the immediate square of the Piazza Navona were of the same company, so the managers kept out talking one another as we passed by to get our business.

Multitude of Artists on the Square
We settled on a place down the alley as they really sold it to us with their talk and allowing us to see the kitchen to prove that their pastas were made fresh in the kitchen and not frozen. There wasn't much proof of freshness to be honest, but the sight of a clean kitchen, enthusiastic chef, and a tinge of tiredness from comparing gave us ease in settling on this place. To kick off our first night, we ordered of course pasta, wine, and initiated the start of our gelato consumption at a gelato shop nearby (which is literally everywhere) for dessert.

Our first of many pasta dishes in Italy: Lobster Pasta!
My favourite: Pasta rolls with ricotta cheese & porchini mushrooms
Learning from our mistake and wanting to be extra safe in the evening, we taxied back to our hotel and had a teaser of what was to come the next day. The warm yellow lights and mystery of the roman architect and monuments made up for our earlier mishaps had us intrigued for the following day already.