Monday, 2 July 2018

Trip 2 Day 2

I had forgotten how confused I get with Italian public transport. I thought I was so clever remembering to avoid peak times, but then I forgot about which side goes which direction and as a result, it took me a little longer to get to my destination than I intended. But, me being me, I was early anyway, and it was no issue. I was headed to meet up with a walking food tour for a couple of hours, to try some of Italy's best food. I waited in the sun, listening to church bells ring and grinning at my awesome life for the others to gather. 
Our first stop with the lovely Jess at Roman Food Tours, was for a traditional Italian breakfast. Cannoli and coffee. We chose what we wanted in our cannoli and watched it be made fresh. So good!! Mine was cherry. From there we went to Bonci, to sample the most amazing pizza I have ever tasted. This guy is known for his pizzas and makes them according to season. So many choices, and it was as good as predicted. From there to Paciotti where we sampled cheeses, meats, aged balsamic, truffles and wine. One of the meats was $600 per kilo. It melted in the mouth but my goodness, expensive! On to another place for more cheeses and breads and then to a restaurant where we had a variety of pastas (carbonara, amatriciana and cacio e pepe) some served directly from the wheel of cheese itself. With more wine, of course. Finally a stop at a gelataria for some amazing gelato before the tour ended. Hands down the best thing I have ever done in Rome! 
After the tour finished, I wandered down to the Bocca Della Verita. Sadly, the queue was enormous and I didn't fancy waiting about just to put my hand in its mouth. Instead I made the hike up to the keyhole priorato dei cavalieri di malta - a keyhole that perfectly frames a view of the Vatican and St Peters Basilica. Quite cool - but in the searing summer heat and already dehydrated from my flight, I was starting to flag. I decided to skip a fancy dinner I had planned, and instead went to some Italian supermarkets (always a good experience, so real and not touristy, hard to manage with minimal Italian but I managed) for some gift shopping before sitting at a local trattoria to my hotel and eating seafood and drinking wine, soaking up the summer evening, the Italian accents all around me, and the moment I was in. Pure bliss.









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