We docked at Civitavecchia, and caught a morning train in to Rome. Early December is cold, but the skies are blue, the lines are short and you have entire sections of the city almost to yourself. We jumped off the train at San Piedro and started off by wandering through the Vatican neighborhoods.
Walking to the Vatican on an early December morning:
In St Peters Square: empty and peaceful at this hour
In the Basilica:
Walking along the banks of the Tiber in the afternoon:
A mercado downtown, where we spotted a 100-year-old lady bargaining voraciously with a butcher for the best slab of bacon:
Wait! Is that a gelato truck? It IS!!
Which brings us to the Old Bridge Gelateria at 5 Viale dei Bastioni di Michelangelo:
Rome is always magical. Everything you look at seems unreal: ancient and modern and beautiful.
So, back to the station as the sun started to go down, packed in a crowded commuter train at 5pm, which is still more fun than a tour bus any day. We rambled back to the pier, going a little faster since it was starting to get seriously cold. Wine shops and cafes and ATMs are all along the waterfront, so we looked as we wandered around. But it was nice to get back in the warmth of Baja 708, and we had dinner to look forward to. As we sailed away from Civitavecchi, we were close to Mt. Aetna: