A comment for those of you who have not read my trip reports: I write them as a diary of my trip, so that I will remember everything about our vacation. They are therefore agonizingly detailed and long. You’ve been warned.

Our trip began with a drive to Charlotte on Wednesday, May 15, to take advantage of the non-stop flight to Rome. We took our time, stopping at California Pizza Kitchen in Durham for our last American pizza for a while. Living in the country as we do, CPK is a treat. David had their new Korean BBQ pizza, and I had the Thai Crunch Salad. Both were excellent.

After completing the drive to Charlotte, we dropped our truck off at the Hampton Inn Airport, and took their shuttle to CLT. We had already printed our boarding passes so only needed to check our one suitcase and proceed to the gate. We had about ninety minutes to kill before boarding, so used our day pass for the US Airways Club. They have nice snacks and drinks, so it’s a pleasant and quiet place to relax before boarding.

Our flight boarded on time, and I was pleasantly surprised at the amount of legroom we had in just regular coach seats. The plane was an A330 and we were in the second row in coach. We pushed back right on time and were in the air for less than an hour when dinner was served. We had ordered the upgraded meals, which proved to be a good decision. We had noodles with grilled chicken in a spicy peanut sauce, a nice mixed salad, a veggie spring roll with dipping sauce, and cheesecake with fresh berries. The meal was served chilled in a bento box, and everything was quite tasty. The meal was accompanied by our choice of red or white wine and for $21.99 each it really wasn’t a bad deal considering that the wine would cost $7 and the standard meal is the typical rubber chicken or mushy pasta.

Our seats had the individual entertainment systems, so I watched Skyfall while David watched Oz; The Great and Powerful. The consoles also include games, and the man behind David continually banged on the back of David’s seat while he played a card game. David finally had to ask him to stop; the poor old man had no idea he was bothering anyone else. Those of you who know David know it had to be pretty bad for him to say anything.

After dinner we tried to sleep but neither of us was successful. We arrived in Rome right on time at 9:20 AM Thursday. We had to wait for our gate, and then the pilot pulled too far forward and had to be pushed back in order for the jetway to attach. After clearing passport control, we took the train to baggage claim where David waited for our suitcase while I tried in vain to find our driver. I finally re-read my email, and found him outside customs just where he was supposed to me. A run through the rain to the car wasn’t too bad, and it took about an hour to get into downtown Rome and our hotel.

Hotel Parlamento is a small hotel on the upper floors of an old building near the Spanish Steps. We were warmly greeted and offered fresh coffee and cookies while we waited for our room to be ready. We were able to get into our room before noon, which was quite unexpected and made us very happy. We had decided to stay up as long as we could on Thursday, so we freshened up and hit the road. The rain had stopped and the sun was coming out. We first went in search of lunch, and found a lovely café, San Silvestro, less than a block from the hotel. There we sat outside alongside the large Piazza and enjoyed a Pizza con Fungi and a glass of Vino Bianca. Interestingly, the service is not included in the menu price, and the menu indicates that 17% will be added, so no surprises there. The pizza was delicious, the wine cold, and the atmosphere perfect.

After lunch we walked a few blocks to the Spanish Steps, where we walked around and took some pictures. Looking at my pictures last evening, it’s unfortunate that the photos just can’t do justice to the actual scene.

We then set out to find the Trevi Fountain. We had a map from the hotel, but kept getting turned around on the tiny city streets. By now, my feet hurt and the lack of sleep is getting to me; I might be just a little cranky when David wants to go in the direction that huge tour group just came from because they must have been at the fountain (as opposed to the hundreds of other attractions in Rome?)

Finally I can hear water; we must be close! The fountain is huge and beautiful, and surrounded by so many people you can hardly see it. But everyone is nice and lets others by so that we all get our photo op in front of the rushing waters. We think it must be illuminated in the evening, so we’ll probably head back there another time before we leave Rome.

Back to the hotel to rest for a while before dinner. I discover that our tub is a Jaccuzzi, and immediately climb in while it’s filling with delicious hot water. After soaking in the jetted water for about an hour, I climb out and clime into bed, set the alarm for 1800 (when in Rome…) and crawl under the clean crispy sheets where David is already snoring. In spite of horns beeping and sirens wailing, we got about an hour of sleep before we woke up with the need of the alarm.

It being our first night, neither of us was in the mood to search for another restaurant, so we headed back to San Silvrestri. Again we were seated outdoors, where we enjoyed a bottle of Sauvignon (they don’t add the word “Blanc” to it here in Italy). We each started with the Ensalada Mista (mixed salad), which was huge; really enough for a meal by itself. David’s primi (pasta is the first course here, and I guess people order more from there, but I truly don’t know where they put it) was a seafood risotto. The risotto was perfectly cooked in a seafood stock seasoned with saffron, and nestled in it were calamari, clams, mussels and shrimps in their shells. The entire dish was topped with a whole langostino. I got a couple of tastes, and it was just delicious.

My entrée was linguini with clams. The clams were also the teeny ones, still in their shells, and there were plenty of them nestled amongst the perfectly cooked pasta lightly coated with a buttery sauce.

Afterwards we were too full for dessert, so lingered over limoncello which was served with delicious champagne filled chocolates. When our server presented our check, he made sure we knew the gratuity wasn’t included. Knowing the difference between service and gratuity, we gave him 5 euros as he hung around the table. I’m sure many Americans leave a 20% tip in addition to the 17% they’ve already been charged. It definitely pays to know the customs of the places you visit.

After a few minutes on the rooftop terrace, we crashed, and slept like babies until nearly eight this morning. A continental breakfast is served in a teeny room in the hotel, and we enjoyed delicious coffee along with croissants, rolls, and fruit with yogurt. I’ve been hoping the skies would clear while I’m writing this, but it’s still pretty cloudy although the rain seems to have stopped.

Off to the Patheon! Ciao!