For the smallest country in the world, Vatican
City probably receives the largest number of tourists
each year. Home to the Pope, the Sistine Chapel and of course, the Vatican,
this tiny country is quite the attraction. So much history is housed within the
walls of Vatican City. That is
the entire country- whatever is housed within the concrete walls which surround
the buildings.
From the get go of the tour every building we enter houses
wall-to-wall paintings and hand-stitched rugs- some even extend floor to
ceiling. Several of the paintings we’re told took decades to complete. This
comes as no surprise if you stand before a painting that extends from floor to
ceiling and is nearly 20 feet
wide. It’s absolutely marvelous to walk through all of the halls. I have no
passion for art, but I know beauty when I see it. Every painting holds such
bold colors that they all appear to have been painted a week ago. Some of the
portraits are mosaics and were pieced together. Even the rugs look freshly
stitched. Every thing is just so in tact and well preserved.
Of course, all any of us really care about is seeing the
ceiling of the Sistine Chapel. When we approach the chapel the guards ask us to
cover our shoulders. (There are strict dress codes in many European churches:
skirts/dresses/shorts must fall past the knee and shoulders must be covered,
etc.) I’m aware that it took years to create such a masterpiece, but I
just can’t believe one man completed such a task on his own. There isn’t an
inch of ceiling exposed between all of the different scenes displayed along the
ceiling. The room is packed with as many as 1,000 people (to exaggerate a bit)
yet the room is completely silent. You will be asked to leave for talking. It’s
very serious business. I don’t imagine anyone had time to speak anyway because
there is simply too much beauty to take in. Sorry I can’t provide photos of
this. Another strictly forbidden task here, but only in this one room.
Once again I enjoyed the tour for the historical aspect it
holds, but I definitely think it means so much more to Catholics. It’s a really
significant part of their religion’s history and to them being so near to their
home church and Pope must be the most surreal feeling.
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Ceiling in a hall in Vatican City - not the Sistine Chapel (obviously) |
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Entrance- walls are this high and constructed of stone around entire parameter. |
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Mosaic tile |
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Hard to capture but this painting is a million tiny mosaics pieced together. |
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A mummified former pope |
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St. Peter's Basilica |
After touring the Vatican
we headed back to the hotel and I’m pretty certain we took a nap and hung
around until that evening when we were going to a dinner opera. Oh my! That was
such a fun experience. The opera was a lot of high pitched singing of notes no
human should be able to reach, yet the show itself was a comedy and quite entertaining.
I was actually called on stage while one of the male singers
serenaded me and a female singer and I pretended to cat fight. The food was
great, free wine and only the best of company for me.
This opera dinner was just one of many extra sights Eirini
prepared for us. I did just about every additional activity affordable. When
would I go to another dinner opera in Rome?
Rested easy this night. Well easily as I could with no air
conditioning and the tiniest crack in the window.
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Best cab ride of the trip. Blasting music and videoing with this stranger: PRICELESS! |
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Home of the dinner opera. |
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Dinner. I missed the cured meat so much. Fantastic! |
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The setup. |
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The performers |
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I forget why we swirled our napkins. Just part of the show I suppose. |
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Dressing the part |
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