Villa Borghese & the Spanish steps

We left this yesterday to make it to the Vatican. So we headed out this morning, lazily, to Spagna. The spanish steps a lazy piazza where people just hang around....ummm...lazily. It has a lovely atmosphere and one can sit around just watching people go by. We had a gelato and a coffee and sat for a while.

From there we headed to Villa Borghese, strongly reccomended by our friend. And we were glad to get there.

It is one... Well actually the best parks/gardens I have ever visited. It looks right out of a dream sequence with lush lawns, tiny pathways, lovely trees of different shapes & colours and wide cobble paths which run across the park. Time seems to pass in slow motion when you are here.

We walked around, sat on benches, and sat to admire a vagabond singer, who was singing "wish you were here" so well that I walked up and told him, gave him an euro and struck a conversation. He also had a CD of some cover versions sung by him and he said I could pick it up for any price. I loved his attitude and bought the CD for 5 euros.

Finding a loo in such a big park is like finding a fat thick needle in a hay stack. Snehal's timing was right when we were the farthest from the loo. But we made a dash for it, only to be welcomed by a queue. A few mis later relief was felt by wifey. Thank Heavens.

We spent the next hour wandering around the lush green lawns and caught some ten winks on a bench. The walk around these gardens was very much like the movies and to have such a big park right in the middle of the city shows how history has been beautifully preserved in this city, running with mordern times.

So that ends our romance with Rome as we head to Nice early tomorrow morning.

Ciao Ciao Roma