Before the Tour--Saturday

 We left home Friday around noon--our flight was delayed but they texted us so we could wait at home rather than at the airport.  We flew from New Orleans to Newark and then off to Rome.  


Really the only part of the trip I'd classify as less than wonderful was the flight over there--and it really wasn't that bad.  We chose the seats in the back of the airplane that had only two in the row so we didn't have to worry about seatmates and got a smidgen of extra room.    

We got to Rome about 11:00 a.m. and headed for our hotel.  We stayed at the Dharma Style Hotel which is in the Monti area not far from Termine train station.  We took the train from the airport to Termine and then walked to our hotel. Unfortunately I didn't realize that my Google Maps was set to car not foot and we ended up lost and walking in circles. Eventually with the help of some nice Italians, we got where we needed to be.

We stayed at the tour hotel, the Dharma Style.  The people at the hotel were extremely nice and helpful.  The provided breakfast was good, with fruit, pastries, cheese and some meat, and good Italian coffee.     Our bed was comfortable and the room was attractive. The only minus is that the room did not cool to the extent we prefer and the days we were there were hot. 

After dropping off our luggage we got some lunch at a restaurant around the corner.  From there we headed to the Baths of Diocletian, not far from the hotel.  


Yes, I know, Rick Steves says not to go to the places that have English menus outside but it was 3:00 p.m. and we were hangray! 


The Baths of Diocletian, now a museum and church


In the museum courtyard

Lots of old stuff in Rome 

Lots to see

Rick Steves Money Pouch around my neck

We had planned to visit the museum and church and to then head down the road to a church that had Mass in English, but we were beat from jet lag/lack of sleep on the plane, and Mass was starting soon here, so we decided to stay for Mass too. 

Main Altar 

Santa Maria degli Angeli e dei Martiri

I've read that in the old days churches were religious education courses and since we couldn't understand the Italian, I spent the homily looking at what I could see from my seat.  

After Mass we got a quick bite--don't remember what and headed back to our room to sleep.  

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