First off, I loved driving in Italy. We'd heard all sorts of horror stories about the crazy Italian drivers that made us a little worried, but I had a great time. Nobody uses turn signals, or follows the lane markings (unless it's convenient, of course) or follows the speed limit (unless there is a speed camera) and I thought it worked remarkably well all told. It reminded me a little of driving in CA (the speeding) and a little of UT (lack of turn signals) and was not at all like driving in Deutschland.
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Aquaduct near Viterbo |
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ocean near Civitavecchia |
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Our first meal in our rental apartment
Note the fabulous chandelier |
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We failed to throw money into the Trevi fountain, I guess
this means we have to go back to Rome! |
Ben got tired of me comparing Tuscany to California, but with all the cherry trees in bloom and the big fields, it really looked a bit like CA. Except for the mountains. We saw the marble mines from a distance and drove to the ocean to let the kids play for a while. Too bad the beach was more trash than anything else. Italy is a little dirty with litter, which was quite a nasty shock coming from very clean Germany and super clean Switzerland.
We parked the van at the airport and took a taxi into town. Our first night after feeding the kids we walked around to see the Emmanuel monument, Trajan's column, Trevi fountain and the Spanish Steps. I was worried that our big group would have a hard time staying together, but we did just fine.