We took the "red eye" from Vegas to New Jersey Saturday night, arriving in Jersey around 7:30 a.m. With an eight hour lay over, Nancy was gracious enough to patiently answer my, "what time is it?" (The adult version of "are we there yet?,") about every two hours. Nancy busied herself with writing while I people (and bird) watched and fought with Samsung over the phone. Trying to pass time wisely we utilized airport charging stations and ate American pizza for lunch, or was it dinner? Actually it was breakfast, but as far as our stomachs knew it was "linner."
As I munched on the dry crust and under-seasoned slice of pizza I envisioned real Italian pizza. When we finally boarded the plane for Rome, we were exhausted. Alas, sleeping in coach isn't any more comfortable than sleeping in airport chairs. Perhaps it's even worse. At least I can drape my legs over the arms of the chairs and watch free t.v at the airport. It was 8:00 a.m. Monday when we landed in Rome.
After checking in to the Marriott Courtyard in Rome, we did our best to stay up instead of sleeping. We both really wanted to sleep. But adhering to the oodles of advice given, we grabbed a cab and headed for Vatican City. What a zoo!! We didn't buy tickets as the lines stretched around the block. More waiting was not something either of us was interested in. Food, that's what was on our minds. While we didn't locate the best restaurant in town, we were somewhat satisfied with our meal, ravioli. After a few hours we decided it was okay to return to the hotel. After standing in the designated location to catch our ride back, it was Nancy who remembered the hotel shuttle does not run from 1:00-4:00. Yup, that's the lunch "hour" in Italy, for those who don't know.
Once back at the hotel we showered, changed into our Jammie's with the intention of ordering another glass of wine and perhaps some dessert. But first, "let's just lay down and rest our eyes," I said. I suspect you know what happened next . . .
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