rome continued...

09.18.11

home of the president

the trevi fountain

soccer game for kent's birthday

strolling around rome...

the spanish steps

09.19.11

breakfast before our tour of vatican city

on a sidenote - this dress may be cute, but it caused me a lot of problems. they told us when we signed up for this tour that we couldn't wear shorts or anything sleeveless into vatican city because it is considered a "holy place"...ok does this dress break either of those rules? NO! lol

but i def got called out by our tour guide. right as we're about to start our tour with a group of like 40 people she goes, "miss....yes you....can you come to the front of the group please?"

i walk forward through the crowd and she looks me up and down and then goes...

"mmmm yeah you're not going to be allowed into the chapel dressed like that...i can see your knees"

me, "ummm...ok...so what should i do?"

her, "well if you want we can all go to the gift shop with you and let you buy a modesty scarf to try and cover your knees?"

me, "ummm ok"

so the whole freakin' group goes to the gift shop and stands outside while i buy the ugliest tan scarf thing for like 40 euro (65 dollars) that says "vatican city" all over it. and then they watch while i mummy myself up in the darn thing...

ugh! 

 vatican museums

i have hundreds of pictures from the museums...they went on for miles. so amazing. 

st. peter's basilica 

largest church in the world. holds 85000 people. 

famous work by michaelangelo

 st. peter. look how flat his feet are from people rubbing them for a "blessing" 

after we got past the guards at the entrance, i whispered to kent that i was going to attempt to take off my "modesty scarf" so he could get a decent picture of me inside the basilica. he nodded and backed up away from me with the camera about 15 feet. i looked around to make sure the coast was clear and slowly began to unwrap the nasty scarf. 

of course, just as i pull it off, a guard comes charging through our tour group blowing his dang whistle and yelling, "no no no no no no no no!"

i mumbled "i'm sorry i'm sorry" and quickly began re-mummifying myself. i looked over at kent frantically, only to see that he had completely turned his back and was walking away into the crowd. LIKE HE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW ME! nice babe. nice. 

needless to say we left shortly after. 

 st. peter's was unbelievable. 40 stories high

entrance to the pope's apartment...

roof of the sistine chapel

our hotel 

the pantheon. 

headed out to dinner - 09.19.11

 

 trying to get a picture of my dress lol 

little did we know, our bambino was joining us on this very meal!!!!

yummmmmmmmmmmmmmm

pool on the roof of our hotel...

view on the roof of our hotel