Had a bit of a sore head the
next day.
Didnt get up for breakfast and instead stopped in at Maccas
on the way to the Metro station!
Brett and I were going to Vatican City and Karen was going to
do a bit of wandering and shopping.
We got there and just followed the crowds of people - it was pretty
busy.
Lots of roadside stalls selling bags and sunglasses and watches
etc etc etc.
I was looking at some dodgy Gucci handbags - I wanted a red one
- I saw one that I liked but wasnt really in the bargaining
mood.
Now the Vatican City - St Peters
Square is enormous
I really cant tell you how it felt
to be standing there.
I felt tiny.
St Peters Basilica is massive too.
We were meeting our guide there
for the tour - the same company we had been with at the Coliseum.
I had been told by Tamaras boyfriend that the tour is well
worth doing - otherwise you are not really sure what you are looking
at.
It was a good idea and was worth the money.
While we were waiting for our guide Brett and I sat in the Square
and counted priests and nuns - there were heaps!
Our guide arrived and we had a small group of six which was excellent.
We were able to hear everything that was said and ask a lot of
questions.
Our first stop was the Vatican
Museum.
There was so much in there.
The paintings and statues and tapestries.
Mum, the tapestries were amazing
there
was one of the Last Supper that was stunning!
Our guide explained lots of things to us.
He said that artists didnt know what the Saints and Disciples
looked like so he pointed out to us how you can tell who the painting
is of.
St Peter is always holding a key when he has been painted and
St Jerome always has a lion near him (apparently he removed a
thorn from the foot of the lion who then became his servant and
protector).
It was then quite fun to look at the paintings and work out who
they were of.
There was so much to see.
There was a statue carved by Michelangelo of Mary holding Jesus
after he had died (cant remember the name sorry) that was
in the Vatican.
One day he overheard some people talking about it saying that
it was clearly the work of someone else, how wonderful it was
and what a great talent this other guy was.
Michelangelo obviously wasnt happy about this and broke
in to where the statue was being held and carved across Marys
chest over her robes This statue was carved by Michelangelo
of ____ (cant remember that either!).
It was apparently one of the only works of art he has signed and
was apparently quite embarrassed about having done it afterwards
but I thought was a funny story.
Anyway that same statue was placed in St Peters Basilica and one
day a Norwegian man who had flown in from Australia dressed up
as a workman from the Vatican and jumped on top of the statue
and started hacking into it with a hammer and chisel calling out
I am Jesus and this is not me!.
He made quite a mess and people were walking by picking up pieces
of the stone and taking off with it.
They finally got the guy off the statue and then when trying to
fix it they noticed pieces missing so the Pope said that there
would be a box placed in St Peters and would people please return
the pieces no questions asked.
They got most of it back and it is still in St Peters but
housed in glass so no crazy Australian/Norwegians can attack it
anymore
We then stopped for lunch in the café
Brett and I
had pizza.
The guides are not able to
guide you while in the Sistine Chapel as it would
be too noisy in there instead of being a place of reflection so
over lunch/coffee our guide showed us books of the paintings in
the Chapel and described them all to us - pointed out things and
gave us great instruction.
Like Brett said this bloke knows a lot but he seriously is going
to be single all his life because he is such a nerd!
Anyway then we went into the
Chapel and I honestly got quite teary.
It is one of the most beautiful things that I have seen.
The pictures are magnificent.
It is only quite small but everyone is quiet and kind of in awe
of it.
I could have sat there for much longer and when I go back I am
going to spend a lot longer there next time.
I rang Mum and Brett rang a friend in the United States.
I also took a couple of shots
that you arent allowed to do and only one turned out really
good.
It is great.
I did also buy the picture
of the ceiling from the nuns outside
Mum is going to frame
it for me isnt she?
We stayed in the Chapel until it closed.
Then we left the tour, they
were continuing on to St Peters Basilica but Brett and I
wanted to climb to the top and we didnt have a lot of time.
Then there were so many stairs to climb.
Also there wasnt a whole lot of room.
As we were going up around the dome the wall of the stairs was
curved and I had to lean over so you can imagine the sort of squeeze
it was for my tall brother!
Once we got to the top the view was amazing.
You could see so far and the photos turned out great.
The outside of the Sistine Chapel isnt much to look at but
the inside certainly more than makes up for it.
We climbed down and went into
the Basilica - we didnt stay long as both of us were pretty
stuffed - it had been a long day.
There was a service on and we had a bit of a look at that but
otherwise headed out.
We saw that the post office
was open so we went and posted cards from there
now Mum has
one from the post office on Eiffel Tower and one the post office
at Vatican City!
We got back to the hostel and met up with Kaz again.
The three of us went to dinner again at the same restaurant.
We were tired and had an early night.
Karen had to get up at 3.30am to make the bus to the airport for
her 6.00am flight (which ended up being delayed by six hours!)