Are you sick of Rome yet? I hope not but this will be the last Rome themed post for a while, I promise. Today I’m sharing with you our first Roman Holiday, when we visited Rome in September 2012.

We had three days in Rome and M managed to fit everything into our holiday (it was a bit too much actually, M is a bit of a slave-driver when we are on holiday and at one point my foot was bleeding from a bad blister and he was like “stop stalling, walk faster, we have to see this and this” and I was just dying. Admittedly he had warned me to wear different shoes but still! This time around we had a more relaxing holiday and I was very thankful!)

This photo cracks me up, M looks so young and innocent here.

These were the evil shoes and in their defense I will say this: they are comfortable and are suitable for walking, just not so much walking. We simply did too much that day and I have very sensitive feet. Plus I have weird feet too: I have a very high arch and I’m between sizes so finding shoes that are good for all-day-walking is quite a challenge actually. The running joke in our household is that I have over 400 pairs of shoes but none of them are any good for walking.

We took a million photos but I’m trying to keep my posts on the shorter side. I will just mention this, we took part in the food tour and there is a historical stop at the Non-Catholic Cemetery for Foreigners. This time the angel was covered up because they are repairing her, some vandals damaged the statue. I can’t believe someone would do that?! Anyways, when we visited in 2012 she was displayed. I think we all know what is my favorite part of the statue.

I definitely enjoyed Rome more this time around than in 2012 but that is mainly because of our more relaxed schedule (which basically isn’t a relaxed schedule at all, but it was a little less “let’s see everything in three days without any rest” so that’s an improvement. One of these days though I’d like to go on one of those really relaxing holidays, the do-nothing-while-laying-in-the-sun kind, not sure I can convince M though. Anyways, going on holidays like this makes M happy and I’m happy when he’s happy, so I just take a day off from work the day after we return from our holiday and relax, do the laundry, read and enjoy the peace and quite.)