May 10, 1984
I had always heard about students backpacking thru Europe after college. To have done it after undergrad was out of the question. My finances were non-existent and certainly my horizons didn’t extend much outside the St. Louis area. With grad school coming to an end, I decided this was my one chance before starting work again.
The student travel agency had everything I needed for several months in Europe. I applied for my passport and then bought the Harvard Student’s “Lets Go Europe” guidebook and their Europe-friendly backpack, a plane ticket to London, a tiny Olympus 35 mm camera, and a 2-month Eurail pass. I even got my father to pay my credit card bill while I was away. I cleared the money out of my checking account and bought AMEX travelers’ checks. Not knowing the ropes I went downtown and got a few of them denominated in British Pounds and French Francs. I also got some Pimsleur foreign language cassette tapes from the library to learn some basic French phrases. While finishing packing, I was amused to see the Olympic torch relay for the upcoming summer Olympics in LA passing by my dorm room window. The torch had landed two days earlier in NYC on the 8th and it was being delivered cross-country on foot. I took that as a good luck omen.
Saturday, December 28, 2024
Friday, December 27, 2024
May 15-18, 1984
May 15-18, 1984
I flew to London with a classmate arriving at Gatwick airport early in the morning of the 16th. Since Dave and I were neophyte tourists (I had never left the country before) we planned to start in England where we supposedly knew the language, next to France, which I had recently studied, and then to Italy by which time we should be seasoned travelers. After arriving we took the train to Victoria station in London. Luckily for us we ran into a guy hawking cheap hotel rooms so we didn’t have to learn how to find inexpensive accommodations in Europe while jetlagged and still half asleep.
Once checked into the hotel, we took a short nap and then headed out to see the sights. Like Boston, London has a nice subway system (The Tube) to get around town easily. Much of the famous sights are concentrated in the center of the city along the Thames River. We started at the Tower of London. It is a large castle with a famous keep called the White Tower in the middle. The White Tower was built by William the Conqueror to ensure his reign. It still contains an early Norman chapel. In the basement are housed the famous British crown jewels with probably the largest precious stones you will ever lay eyes on.
A mile to the west is St Paul’s Cathedral. It was designed by the famous architect Christopher Wren after the 1666 Great Fire of London. We climbed to the top of the dome for a great view of London’s center. Nearby is the foundation of the Roman Temple of Mithras, a reminder that London started out a Roman city.
At the western end of downtown is Trafalgar Square with its Lord Nelson Column honoring his 1805 naval victory over Napoleon off the coast of Cape Trafalgar. It is guarded by four immense lions cast from captured French cannon. It is notoriously also guarded by thousands of hungry pigeons.
Just south is the House of Parliament and its Big Ben clock tower. Both were under renovation. Big Ben was behind scaffolding and half of Parliament was clean and bright while the rest was heavily stained black from years of London pollution.
Next-door is the gothic cathedral, Westminster Abbey, where royal coronations and weddings take place. In one of the court buildings we watched a trial in progress for a few minutes. The judge and barristers (lawyers) wore their famous white wigs.
Across St James Park is Buckingham Palace, home of the Queen. Outside the gate is the Queen Victoria Memorial. We watched a horse guard parade pass by, and then later a Changing of the Guard.
At Covent Garden we watched some street performers in action and then bought some cheap same-day tickets in the adjoining West End Theater District. The play was about Chicago during the gangster era. It seems Chicago will never live down that infamous period of time.
We spent time at the British Museum, famous for its treasures that the Brits plundered from all over the world. A testament to when the British Empire stretched around the world. The museum is especially known for the “Rosetta Stone” that cracked the code of Egyptian Hieroglyphics and the “Elgin Marbles”, the decorative frieze of Athens’ iconic Parthenon. It is a spot I could go back many times.
I flew to London with a classmate arriving at Gatwick airport early in the morning of the 16th. Since Dave and I were neophyte tourists (I had never left the country before) we planned to start in England where we supposedly knew the language, next to France, which I had recently studied, and then to Italy by which time we should be seasoned travelers. After arriving we took the train to Victoria station in London. Luckily for us we ran into a guy hawking cheap hotel rooms so we didn’t have to learn how to find inexpensive accommodations in Europe while jetlagged and still half asleep.
Once checked into the hotel, we took a short nap and then headed out to see the sights. Like Boston, London has a nice subway system (The Tube) to get around town easily. Much of the famous sights are concentrated in the center of the city along the Thames River. We started at the Tower of London. It is a large castle with a famous keep called the White Tower in the middle. The White Tower was built by William the Conqueror to ensure his reign. It still contains an early Norman chapel. In the basement are housed the famous British crown jewels with probably the largest precious stones you will ever lay eyes on.
A mile to the west is St Paul’s Cathedral. It was designed by the famous architect Christopher Wren after the 1666 Great Fire of London. We climbed to the top of the dome for a great view of London’s center. Nearby is the foundation of the Roman Temple of Mithras, a reminder that London started out a Roman city.
At the western end of downtown is Trafalgar Square with its Lord Nelson Column honoring his 1805 naval victory over Napoleon off the coast of Cape Trafalgar. It is guarded by four immense lions cast from captured French cannon. It is notoriously also guarded by thousands of hungry pigeons.
Just south is the House of Parliament and its Big Ben clock tower. Both were under renovation. Big Ben was behind scaffolding and half of Parliament was clean and bright while the rest was heavily stained black from years of London pollution.
Next-door is the gothic cathedral, Westminster Abbey, where royal coronations and weddings take place. In one of the court buildings we watched a trial in progress for a few minutes. The judge and barristers (lawyers) wore their famous white wigs.
Across St James Park is Buckingham Palace, home of the Queen. Outside the gate is the Queen Victoria Memorial. We watched a horse guard parade pass by, and then later a Changing of the Guard.
At Covent Garden we watched some street performers in action and then bought some cheap same-day tickets in the adjoining West End Theater District. The play was about Chicago during the gangster era. It seems Chicago will never live down that infamous period of time.
We spent time at the British Museum, famous for its treasures that the Brits plundered from all over the world. A testament to when the British Empire stretched around the world. The museum is especially known for the “Rosetta Stone” that cracked the code of Egyptian Hieroglyphics and the “Elgin Marbles”, the decorative frieze of Athens’ iconic Parthenon. It is a spot I could go back many times.
At the other end of the cultural scene we stopped in Harrods department store famous for selling just about everything you could imagine. It is truly a shopper’s paradise. We also took a tourist cruise down the Thames to Tower Bridge.
The English are wonderful people. I was amazed how many times I opened the map just to get my bearings and somebody would immediately come up to help. Unfortunately their food is pretty bland and they live in a country with lousy weather. It has been almost a week and we have yet to see the sun.
Thursday, December 26, 2024
May 19, 1984

This morning we rented a car and drove into the English countryside. The manual stick shift, left-side driving and dense city traffic made for an experience. I started off driving and we almost didn’t make it out of London after I made my first turn into the wrong lane of incoming traffic.
Once we escaped the city accident-free we stopped at Windsor Castle on the western outskirts of London. It is a huge medieval castle on the Thames and another residence of the British royals.
After a quick tour we headed west to Stonehenge. It was one roundabout (traffic circle) after another. The Brits don’t believe in stoplights. We were driving down the road and Stonehenge just popped out at us. It is an amazing prehistoric structure that is thought to be as old as the pyramids. Its purpose is a mystery. We learn that these circular “henges” were actually commonplace in Neolithic times. We drive to the nearby hamlet of Avebury to see another lesser-known, wider-spaced, stone circle.
Heading back towards London we stopped for the night in Oxford. There we took a quick peak at Christchurch College, one of many colleges in the University. We had dinner and a pint of ale at a campus pub.
Wednesday, December 25, 2024
May 20-24, 1984
May 20-24, 1984
Before leaving Boston, Dave and I bought Eurail passes for unlimited travel. We drove back to London, dropped off the car, and hopped on the train to Paris. Train travel is advanced in Europe. Not only do the trains travel frequently, on time and seemingly everywhere, they also figured out how to make them float. The train can actually load onto a ferry. We saw the white chalky Cliffs of Dover while making the crossing of the English Channel.
In Paris, using our Lets Go Europe guidebook, we chose the budget Hotel Diana on Rue St Jacques. My newly minted French came in handy helping me get a room for us. The hotel is located near the Sorbonne University in the Latin Quarter of the Left Bank (of the Seine River). We are a short walk away from Ile de Cite, a little island in the Seine River, that is the heart of Paris and the site of Notre Dame Cathedral. Notre Dame is a classic medieval Gothic Church whose thin walls are supported by external supports called flying buttresses. The thin walls allowed the extensive use of stained glass windows bringing light into normally dark spaces. We climbed the stairs to the roof of Notre Dame to see the famous gargoyle statues keeping evil spirits away.
A few blocks from Notre Dame is the smallish Sainte Chapelle Church. This royal chapel built to hold the Crown of Thorns relic is almost a shrine to stained glass. Here the stonework has been so reduced the walls are almost a continuous wall of stained glass). Stunning!
Paris, like London, has a wonderful and extensive subway system called the “Metro”. We bought some passes and made the Eiffel Tower our next stop. There we took the elevator to the top for great views of the city. This 1000-foot icon of France was built for the 1889 World’s Fair and was the tallest structure in the world for 41 years.
Later we walked down the traffic-filled Champs Elysees Boulevard, famous for its high-end shopping. This very wide street ends at an enormous traffic circle containing the Arc de Triomphe, a massive monument begun by Napoleon to celebrate his military victories.
Paris is one of the art capitals of the world. The Louvre Museum, the world's largest, is the centerpiece. The collection resides in a former royal palace and opened after the French Revolution to hold all the art confiscated from the royals. We spent many hours here quickly browsing the treasures that include Da Vinci’s “Mona Lisa” and the ancient Greek “Winged Victory” statue. The Louvre only holds art up to 1848.
I am a big fan of French Impressionist art so another day we visit the Jeu de Paume Museum. I am not disappointed. It is wonderful with extensive collections from Renoir and Monet. It is a great tie-in with the two Art History classes I took in college.
The rest of our visit in Paris was like an architectural walking tour visiting historic structures and beautiful gardens. There was a lot to see. We visited the Basilica of Sacre Coeur, a relatively modern church situated high on the hill of Montmarte, the highest point of the city. We stopped at the Opera house to see its Marc Chagall painted ceiling, at the Eglise de Madeleine Church, that looks more like a Greek temple than a Catholic church and went up the sole modern skyscraper Tour Montparnasse for an evening view of the city.
Also we saw the Grand Palais, a historic grand exhibition hall with a glass roof, the Pantheon, a neoclassical building reminiscent of the original Roman version, and Vendome Plaza, a central square containing a monument to one of Napoleons victories.
We also went to the Palais du Luxembourg, an estate built for a 17th century queen mother. It has beautiful gardens surrounding it. Another stop was the Hotel des Invalides, a series of grand buildings and military museums that contain the tomb of Napoleon.
We also walked thru the beautiful Tuileries gardens that lie on the site of an old royal palace. It is named for the “tile” factories that predate the palace destroyed during a French uprising. Next-door is Place Concorde, an immense public area, infamous for where the guillotine was used to execute thousands during the French Revolution. Dominating the center is a red granite Egyptian obelisk.
The inexpensive “pensione” hotels in Europe all serve some kind of breakfast in the morning in a common room. While eating breakfast at our hotel in Paris, I noticed a diminutive girl across the room who I was sure was sister of a college roommate. Sure enough it was her. Like us she was backpacking in Europe with a friend. We also met up with a couple students from Duke University. As is common, we all decided to travel together till we got tired of each other or our trips ended.
The last morning we took the commuter train south to the Palace at Versailles. It used to be the French King’s country estate, but it is now enveloped by Paris suburbs. It is vast. No wonder the French overturned their extravagant monarchy. Unfortunately the palace is starkly empty. The English-speaking guide blamed this on the Americans. He said our revolution incited their peasants to behead the king and ransack the palaces. The most extravagant room was the very long Hall of Mirrors.
Before leaving Boston, Dave and I bought Eurail passes for unlimited travel. We drove back to London, dropped off the car, and hopped on the train to Paris. Train travel is advanced in Europe. Not only do the trains travel frequently, on time and seemingly everywhere, they also figured out how to make them float. The train can actually load onto a ferry. We saw the white chalky Cliffs of Dover while making the crossing of the English Channel.
In Paris, using our Lets Go Europe guidebook, we chose the budget Hotel Diana on Rue St Jacques. My newly minted French came in handy helping me get a room for us. The hotel is located near the Sorbonne University in the Latin Quarter of the Left Bank (of the Seine River). We are a short walk away from Ile de Cite, a little island in the Seine River, that is the heart of Paris and the site of Notre Dame Cathedral. Notre Dame is a classic medieval Gothic Church whose thin walls are supported by external supports called flying buttresses. The thin walls allowed the extensive use of stained glass windows bringing light into normally dark spaces. We climbed the stairs to the roof of Notre Dame to see the famous gargoyle statues keeping evil spirits away.
A few blocks from Notre Dame is the smallish Sainte Chapelle Church. This royal chapel built to hold the Crown of Thorns relic is almost a shrine to stained glass. Here the stonework has been so reduced the walls are almost a continuous wall of stained glass). Stunning!
Paris, like London, has a wonderful and extensive subway system called the “Metro”. We bought some passes and made the Eiffel Tower our next stop. There we took the elevator to the top for great views of the city. This 1000-foot icon of France was built for the 1889 World’s Fair and was the tallest structure in the world for 41 years.
Later we walked down the traffic-filled Champs Elysees Boulevard, famous for its high-end shopping. This very wide street ends at an enormous traffic circle containing the Arc de Triomphe, a massive monument begun by Napoleon to celebrate his military victories.
Paris is one of the art capitals of the world. The Louvre Museum, the world's largest, is the centerpiece. The collection resides in a former royal palace and opened after the French Revolution to hold all the art confiscated from the royals. We spent many hours here quickly browsing the treasures that include Da Vinci’s “Mona Lisa” and the ancient Greek “Winged Victory” statue. The Louvre only holds art up to 1848.
I am a big fan of French Impressionist art so another day we visit the Jeu de Paume Museum. I am not disappointed. It is wonderful with extensive collections from Renoir and Monet. It is a great tie-in with the two Art History classes I took in college.
The rest of our visit in Paris was like an architectural walking tour visiting historic structures and beautiful gardens. There was a lot to see. We visited the Basilica of Sacre Coeur, a relatively modern church situated high on the hill of Montmarte, the highest point of the city. We stopped at the Opera house to see its Marc Chagall painted ceiling, at the Eglise de Madeleine Church, that looks more like a Greek temple than a Catholic church and went up the sole modern skyscraper Tour Montparnasse for an evening view of the city.
Also we saw the Grand Palais, a historic grand exhibition hall with a glass roof, the Pantheon, a neoclassical building reminiscent of the original Roman version, and Vendome Plaza, a central square containing a monument to one of Napoleons victories.
We also went to the Palais du Luxembourg, an estate built for a 17th century queen mother. It has beautiful gardens surrounding it. Another stop was the Hotel des Invalides, a series of grand buildings and military museums that contain the tomb of Napoleon.
We also walked thru the beautiful Tuileries gardens that lie on the site of an old royal palace. It is named for the “tile” factories that predate the palace destroyed during a French uprising. Next-door is Place Concorde, an immense public area, infamous for where the guillotine was used to execute thousands during the French Revolution. Dominating the center is a red granite Egyptian obelisk.
The inexpensive “pensione” hotels in Europe all serve some kind of breakfast in the morning in a common room. While eating breakfast at our hotel in Paris, I noticed a diminutive girl across the room who I was sure was sister of a college roommate. Sure enough it was her. Like us she was backpacking in Europe with a friend. We also met up with a couple students from Duke University. As is common, we all decided to travel together till we got tired of each other or our trips ended.
The last morning we took the commuter train south to the Palace at Versailles. It used to be the French King’s country estate, but it is now enveloped by Paris suburbs. It is vast. No wonder the French overturned their extravagant monarchy. Unfortunately the palace is starkly empty. The English-speaking guide blamed this on the Americans. He said our revolution incited their peasants to behead the king and ransack the palaces. The most extravagant room was the very long Hall of Mirrors.
After the tour, we walked the garden in the back. Garden is an understatement. It is the size of several city parks combined. It has manicured lawns, sculpture and fountains as far as one can see. The centerpiece is a fountain with a statue of Apollo driving a four-horse chariot from the sea.
Parisians have not been as friendly as the English but the food was awesomely good. I think I probably had a better experience with the French than most people because I had at least attempted to speak French. But like London, Paris weather sucks in the spring. Still no sun! We need to head further south.
Parisians have not been as friendly as the English but the food was awesomely good. I think I probably had a better experience with the French than most people because I had at least attempted to speak French. But like London, Paris weather sucks in the spring. Still no sun! We need to head further south.
Monday, December 23, 2024
May 25-28, 1984
May 25-28, 1984
In morning we took the train south to the western Swiss city of Lausanne on the shores of Lake Geneva. We had a few minutes to stretch our legs in the downtown before we caught another train to the small mountain town of Martigny. There we took a quick stroll along a canal for a view of the medieval castle of Batiaz on the cliff above.
In morning we took the train south to the western Swiss city of Lausanne on the shores of Lake Geneva. We had a few minutes to stretch our legs in the downtown before we caught another train to the small mountain town of Martigny. There we took a quick stroll along a canal for a view of the medieval castle of Batiaz on the cliff above.
We then hopped a third train to our destination, the alpine town of Chamonix, France. Chamonix is a cute ski town in the Mont Blanc valley. Mont Blanc is the highest peak in the Alps. We took a gondola to its snowy top. This was the first time I had seen snow in late May.
The next morning we took the train to the French Riviera city of Nice seeking the sun and warmer weather. Frustratingly, it is still cloudy. Undeterred we headed for the beach anyway. Almost like a miracle, the sun greeted us as soon as we got there. We pulled off our t-shirts and rolled up our blue jean pant legs to catch some rays. I am sure we looked like nerds but we missed the sun. This isn’t exactly what I would call a beach though. Instead of sand it was full of large pebbles. No matter, it is finally sunny! Closer to noon my opinion of French beaches rose dramatically. The local female working population likes to eat their picnic lunch on the beach. They all brought their sack lunches, sat down, pulled off their tops and ate. France is a great place!
After lunch we walked through Massena Plaza, a central square with a nice fountain, and climbed to Parque de Chateau high above the city. This park was the site of the original but long gone Nice Castle. The park has a nice man-made waterfall and offers a good view of the coastline and countryside. It also has an above ground cemetery reminiscent of New Orleans.
Wanting a real sand beach we took the train to the nearby Riviera city of Cannes. On the train we met two buxom girls from Canada. We invited them to join us. On the way to the beach, I was hoping they were going to go “European”. One did, one didn’t. We returned after lunch to find the Canadians had attracted some new male friends who didn’t want us infringing on their view.
The next day we took the train east along the Riviera to the miniature country of Monaco, home of Monte Carlo and formerly Princess Grace. The Grimaldi family has ruled this city-state since 1300. We walked to the Palace and saw the changing of the guard. We also noticed grandstands being erected for next week's June 3 Gran Prix, a car race that weaves thru the center of town. In the afternoon Dave and I went to the famous Monte Carlo Casino to try our hand at poker.
That evening we rejoined the Paris girls and took a train to Italy. Unfortunately we got stuck at the border train station for several hours due to an Italian rail strike. We made the best of it.
The next morning we took the train to the French Riviera city of Nice seeking the sun and warmer weather. Frustratingly, it is still cloudy. Undeterred we headed for the beach anyway. Almost like a miracle, the sun greeted us as soon as we got there. We pulled off our t-shirts and rolled up our blue jean pant legs to catch some rays. I am sure we looked like nerds but we missed the sun. This isn’t exactly what I would call a beach though. Instead of sand it was full of large pebbles. No matter, it is finally sunny! Closer to noon my opinion of French beaches rose dramatically. The local female working population likes to eat their picnic lunch on the beach. They all brought their sack lunches, sat down, pulled off their tops and ate. France is a great place!
After lunch we walked through Massena Plaza, a central square with a nice fountain, and climbed to Parque de Chateau high above the city. This park was the site of the original but long gone Nice Castle. The park has a nice man-made waterfall and offers a good view of the coastline and countryside. It also has an above ground cemetery reminiscent of New Orleans.
Wanting a real sand beach we took the train to the nearby Riviera city of Cannes. On the train we met two buxom girls from Canada. We invited them to join us. On the way to the beach, I was hoping they were going to go “European”. One did, one didn’t. We returned after lunch to find the Canadians had attracted some new male friends who didn’t want us infringing on their view.
The next day we took the train east along the Riviera to the miniature country of Monaco, home of Monte Carlo and formerly Princess Grace. The Grimaldi family has ruled this city-state since 1300. We walked to the Palace and saw the changing of the guard. We also noticed grandstands being erected for next week's June 3 Gran Prix, a car race that weaves thru the center of town. In the afternoon Dave and I went to the famous Monte Carlo Casino to try our hand at poker.
That evening we rejoined the Paris girls and took a train to Italy. Unfortunately we got stuck at the border train station for several hours due to an Italian rail strike. We made the best of it.
Sunday, December 22, 2024
May 29-31, 1984
May 29-31, 1984
In the morning we got off the train in Pisa, Italy and took a bus to see the Leaning Tower. I didn’t climb it. It really leans! I mean a lot! It looked like it could fall over any minute. The tower sits next to a beautiful Cathedral and Baptistery in the Piazza del Duomo. After taking the classic picture of me holding up the tower, we hopped back on the train for Florence. There we ran into the rest of our travel entourage who hadn’t made the stop in Pisa.
Florence (Firenze) is the birthplace of the Italian Renaissance. It is an art lover’s paradise. My high school curriculum, surprisingly, included a Humanities course as a Senior Requirement. That class included a lot of art history. And despite being an engineer, I continued my artistic education and fulfilled my Humanities electives at U of I with two Art History courses. So I was prepared for Florence. We visited the Uffizi gallery, the premier art museum of the early Italian masters. The collection includes the very famous Botticelli’s Birth of Venus. The art highlight though was going to the Accademia. It is the current home of Michelangelo’s famous statue of David. Awesome! For school I had read the Michelangelo biography, The Agony and the Ecstasy. We walked by the Piazza della Signoria, a plaza next to the fortress-like town hall, Palazzo Vecchio. This was where the David statue originally stood.
We also walked across the Ponte Vecchio Bridge. This medieval bridge has stores along both sides.
In the center of Florence is the Basilica di Santa Maria del Fiore (known as “the Duomo”). The dome is famous for being designed and built by Brunelleschi on the cusp of the Italian Renaissance. We climbed the Duomo for a city view. There is nothing but orange-tiled city roofs as far as you can see.
The next-door Baptistery is famous for its Gates of Paradise doors. In earlier Christian times, baptisteries were stand-alone because the unbaptized weren’t allowed inside a church. The gilded bronze doors have panels with reliefs depicting bible stories. Ghiberti won the 1401 competition to produce these decorations.
In the morning we got off the train in Pisa, Italy and took a bus to see the Leaning Tower. I didn’t climb it. It really leans! I mean a lot! It looked like it could fall over any minute. The tower sits next to a beautiful Cathedral and Baptistery in the Piazza del Duomo. After taking the classic picture of me holding up the tower, we hopped back on the train for Florence. There we ran into the rest of our travel entourage who hadn’t made the stop in Pisa.
Florence (Firenze) is the birthplace of the Italian Renaissance. It is an art lover’s paradise. My high school curriculum, surprisingly, included a Humanities course as a Senior Requirement. That class included a lot of art history. And despite being an engineer, I continued my artistic education and fulfilled my Humanities electives at U of I with two Art History courses. So I was prepared for Florence. We visited the Uffizi gallery, the premier art museum of the early Italian masters. The collection includes the very famous Botticelli’s Birth of Venus. The art highlight though was going to the Accademia. It is the current home of Michelangelo’s famous statue of David. Awesome! For school I had read the Michelangelo biography, The Agony and the Ecstasy. We walked by the Piazza della Signoria, a plaza next to the fortress-like town hall, Palazzo Vecchio. This was where the David statue originally stood.
We also walked across the Ponte Vecchio Bridge. This medieval bridge has stores along both sides.
In the center of Florence is the Basilica di Santa Maria del Fiore (known as “the Duomo”). The dome is famous for being designed and built by Brunelleschi on the cusp of the Italian Renaissance. We climbed the Duomo for a city view. There is nothing but orange-tiled city roofs as far as you can see.
The next-door Baptistery is famous for its Gates of Paradise doors. In earlier Christian times, baptisteries were stand-alone because the unbaptized weren’t allowed inside a church. The gilded bronze doors have panels with reliefs depicting bible stories. Ghiberti won the 1401 competition to produce these decorations.
Saturday, December 21, 2024
June 1-3, 1984
June 1-3, 1984
We next took a train to Rome (Roma), I have always loved and admired Roman history and civilization. I guess it stems from having taken four years of Latin to fulfill my high school language requirement (no speaking necessary) and translating Caesar’s commentaries on his Gallic Wars. We visited the Roman ruins of the Coliseum where gladiatorial combats took place. This massive arena held 50,000 spectators and was called an amphitheatre because it is the combination of two half-circle theatres. The floor is long gone exposing the passageways used by the gladiators and wild animals. At times the floor was even flooded to allow mock naval battles.
Across the street from the Coliseum is the Arch of Constantine. Triumphal Arches were commonly built in Roman times to celebrate and document important victories. They have inspired leaders to build similar around the world.
Nearby is the Forum, the public center of ancient Rome. There is not much left of it but scattered columns and two Triumphal arches on each end. Early Rome was built on seven hills. We walked to the top of the Palatine Hill and looked down on the ruins of the Circus Maximus (think Chariot races). There is nothing left except for the depression in the soil showing a very elongated raceway.
We also visited the Pantheon. For more than a thousand years it was the largest covered space. The dome has an opening or oculus in the middle for letting in light. Even today it is very impressive. It is well preserved because it was converted into a church.
We also gave ourselves a walking tour of modern Rome. We passed the Piazza del Campidoglio, a colorful courtyard designed by Michelangelo, the highly decorated Trevi fountain, and the Spanish Steps, where modern Romans like to hang out.
We next took a train to Rome (Roma), I have always loved and admired Roman history and civilization. I guess it stems from having taken four years of Latin to fulfill my high school language requirement (no speaking necessary) and translating Caesar’s commentaries on his Gallic Wars. We visited the Roman ruins of the Coliseum where gladiatorial combats took place. This massive arena held 50,000 spectators and was called an amphitheatre because it is the combination of two half-circle theatres. The floor is long gone exposing the passageways used by the gladiators and wild animals. At times the floor was even flooded to allow mock naval battles.
Across the street from the Coliseum is the Arch of Constantine. Triumphal Arches were commonly built in Roman times to celebrate and document important victories. They have inspired leaders to build similar around the world.
Nearby is the Forum, the public center of ancient Rome. There is not much left of it but scattered columns and two Triumphal arches on each end. Early Rome was built on seven hills. We walked to the top of the Palatine Hill and looked down on the ruins of the Circus Maximus (think Chariot races). There is nothing left except for the depression in the soil showing a very elongated raceway.
We also visited the Pantheon. For more than a thousand years it was the largest covered space. The dome has an opening or oculus in the middle for letting in light. Even today it is very impressive. It is well preserved because it was converted into a church.
We also gave ourselves a walking tour of modern Rome. We passed the Piazza del Campidoglio, a colorful courtyard designed by Michelangelo, the highly decorated Trevi fountain, and the Spanish Steps, where modern Romans like to hang out.
On the way we passed the Victor Emmanuel Altar. This modern structure nicknamed the "Wedding Cake" is dedicated to the first king of united Italy and gives you an idea what Rome must have looked like in classical times.
Inside Rome sits the tiniest country in the world, Vatican City, home of the pope and center of Roman Catholicism. We went there twice. Once to see the numerous sights. The huge St Peters Basilica (largest church in the world) with its Bernini-designed canopy altar contains Michelangelo’s Pieta statue (damaged by a hammer-wielding nut when I was a kid). We climbed to the top of the massive Michelangelo-designed dome to view the rooftop apostle statues and get a birds-eye view of colonnaded St Peters Square below. In the center is a massive Egyptian obelisk of red granite. We returned on Sunday for mass at the Vatican and the popes blessing in the square.
St Peters Basilica has only a small portion of the Vatican treasures. Many more are on the Museum tour of the pope’s former palace. The artwork is so thick that even the hallways have paintings covering the barreled ceilings. The tour goes thru the Raphael-decorated rooms and ends in the Sistine Chapel famous for its Michelangelo decorated ceiling and Last Judgement back wall. Along the way we get glimpses of the wonderful papal gardens.
Inside Rome sits the tiniest country in the world, Vatican City, home of the pope and center of Roman Catholicism. We went there twice. Once to see the numerous sights. The huge St Peters Basilica (largest church in the world) with its Bernini-designed canopy altar contains Michelangelo’s Pieta statue (damaged by a hammer-wielding nut when I was a kid). We climbed to the top of the massive Michelangelo-designed dome to view the rooftop apostle statues and get a birds-eye view of colonnaded St Peters Square below. In the center is a massive Egyptian obelisk of red granite. We returned on Sunday for mass at the Vatican and the popes blessing in the square.
St Peters Basilica has only a small portion of the Vatican treasures. Many more are on the Museum tour of the pope’s former palace. The artwork is so thick that even the hallways have paintings covering the barreled ceilings. The tour goes thru the Raphael-decorated rooms and ends in the Sistine Chapel famous for its Michelangelo decorated ceiling and Last Judgement back wall. Along the way we get glimpses of the wonderful papal gardens.
My favorite piece of Vatican art is the famous Greek statue of Laocoon, which was acquired by the pope in 1506 starting the museum collection.
On our last day in Rome we took a bus south along the Ancient Appian Way to the outskirts of Rome outside the old city walls. The Appian Way was civilization’s first highway and was built so commerce and troops could be moved quickly. Our goal today was to see some underground Catacombs where early Christians were buried and, when necessary, Mass was held. Romans buried their dead above ground outside the walls of the city. We walked through the fortress-like tomb of Cecilia Metella, wife of one of Julius Caesar’s general.
Rome was Dave’s last stop on our trip together. He flew back to Boston to attend graduation. I blew it off. I am not much for ceremony. Rome was also the last stop for Sue and Carol. London to Rome is a popular tourist route. Not ready to travel “solo” just yet, I stayed with the two Duke boys whom we had been traveling with since meeting them in Paris.
I have been in Italy for a week now and I can’t say Italian food has been my favorite. I have actually lost weight since entering Italy. This shocked me, as I love Italian food at home. But REAL Italian is different. They are big on pasta but very skimpy on the sauce. Spaghetti is not a main course. It is merely a side dish with a drip of red sauce and absolutely no meat. My mom could teach them a few things. And pizza. They have absolutely no idea how to make great Chicago-style deep-dish pizza.
On our last day in Rome we took a bus south along the Ancient Appian Way to the outskirts of Rome outside the old city walls. The Appian Way was civilization’s first highway and was built so commerce and troops could be moved quickly. Our goal today was to see some underground Catacombs where early Christians were buried and, when necessary, Mass was held. Romans buried their dead above ground outside the walls of the city. We walked through the fortress-like tomb of Cecilia Metella, wife of one of Julius Caesar’s general.
Rome was Dave’s last stop on our trip together. He flew back to Boston to attend graduation. I blew it off. I am not much for ceremony. Rome was also the last stop for Sue and Carol. London to Rome is a popular tourist route. Not ready to travel “solo” just yet, I stayed with the two Duke boys whom we had been traveling with since meeting them in Paris.
I have been in Italy for a week now and I can’t say Italian food has been my favorite. I have actually lost weight since entering Italy. This shocked me, as I love Italian food at home. But REAL Italian is different. They are big on pasta but very skimpy on the sauce. Spaghetti is not a main course. It is merely a side dish with a drip of red sauce and absolutely no meat. My mom could teach them a few things. And pizza. They have absolutely no idea how to make great Chicago-style deep-dish pizza.
Friday, December 20, 2024
June 4-6, 1984
June 4, 1984
We took the train south to Naples (Napoli), Italy and then a ferry to the Isle of Capri just off the coast. Capri is a large rock jutting from the Mediterranean that has been a leisure getaway for wealthy Europeans since early Roman times. Without a car and money we had a hard time appreciating it. We stayed in the town of Anacapri. We went down to the Punta Carena lighthouse area and saw guys jumping off the sea cliffs.
We took the ferry back to Naples and then a train to nearby Pompeii. Rising above Naples harbor is the dormant volcano of Mt. Vesuvius. In 79AD Vesuvius erupted and buried the cities of Pompeii and Herculaneum. Both are being excavated to unearth perfectly preserved ancient Roman cities. Pompeii is beyond words. It is amazing to have this glimpse of what life was like in Roman times. In many ways it is no different than today. The only difference is they learned to live without TV and other modern conveniences. They had the same needs, wants, and vices of today: security, status, entertainment and sex. Unfortunately for us it seemed to rain most of the day.
Just off the side entrance to Pompeii, we toured the Villa of the Mysteries. A few hundred yards outside the main town, it is obviously the home of a wealthy family. It has beautiful and well-preserved frescoes decorating the rooms. There is a central open atrium with a sunken floor to catch rainwater.
Once inside the main town of Pompeii, we toured the house of the Tragic Poet. This city house has wonderful mosaic tile floors. I had to laugh seeing the entry vestibule. It has a tiled watch dog with the phrase, Cave Canem. I know from my high school Latin that this means Beware of Dog.
After wandering thru many houses we came upon the open Forum (marketplace) with a great but ominous view of Mt. Vesuvius in the background.
The town also had a well-preserved theatre for plays and an amphitheatre for spectator sports. Entertaining the masses was important for the Romans.
We took the train south to Naples (Napoli), Italy and then a ferry to the Isle of Capri just off the coast. Capri is a large rock jutting from the Mediterranean that has been a leisure getaway for wealthy Europeans since early Roman times. Without a car and money we had a hard time appreciating it. We stayed in the town of Anacapri. We went down to the Punta Carena lighthouse area and saw guys jumping off the sea cliffs.
We took the ferry back to Naples and then a train to nearby Pompeii. Rising above Naples harbor is the dormant volcano of Mt. Vesuvius. In 79AD Vesuvius erupted and buried the cities of Pompeii and Herculaneum. Both are being excavated to unearth perfectly preserved ancient Roman cities. Pompeii is beyond words. It is amazing to have this glimpse of what life was like in Roman times. In many ways it is no different than today. The only difference is they learned to live without TV and other modern conveniences. They had the same needs, wants, and vices of today: security, status, entertainment and sex. Unfortunately for us it seemed to rain most of the day.
Just off the side entrance to Pompeii, we toured the Villa of the Mysteries. A few hundred yards outside the main town, it is obviously the home of a wealthy family. It has beautiful and well-preserved frescoes decorating the rooms. There is a central open atrium with a sunken floor to catch rainwater.
Once inside the main town of Pompeii, we toured the house of the Tragic Poet. This city house has wonderful mosaic tile floors. I had to laugh seeing the entry vestibule. It has a tiled watch dog with the phrase, Cave Canem. I know from my high school Latin that this means Beware of Dog.
After wandering thru many houses we came upon the open Forum (marketplace) with a great but ominous view of Mt. Vesuvius in the background.
The town also had a well-preserved theatre for plays and an amphitheatre for spectator sports. Entertaining the masses was important for the Romans.
Thursday, December 19, 2024
June 7-8, 1984
June 7-8, 1984
We took the long train ride back up the length of Italy from Naples to Venice (Venezia). Venice is an archipelago city built on 118 sandbars out in the Adriatic Sea. As a result it is barely above sea level and is crisscrossed with water canals. The largest is the Grand Canal crossed by the ornate Rialto Bridge. The city was built offshore for protection from marauding barbarians. Venice was a rich and powerful trading state in the Middle Ages. Lots of gondolas and boats ply the many canals. We chose instead to hoof it around the relatively small town.
The centerpiece of Venice is St Marks Square with its unusual and opulent Basilica. The church was built in 1064 AD. The floor is warped and uneven from the regular flooding that occurs in this low-lying city. Inside are also four bronze horses that were taken when the Venetians sacked Constantinople. We climbed to the roof of St Marks for a view of the square below.
Next-door is the Doge’s Palace, home of Venice’s rulers. The palace is connected to the adjoining prison by a small walkway called the Bridge of Sighs because it was the last outside view for convicted criminals. Also in St Marks Square is the reconstructed Campanile or bell tower. We got a great view of the neighboring islets in the archipelago from the top.
We took the long train ride back up the length of Italy from Naples to Venice (Venezia). Venice is an archipelago city built on 118 sandbars out in the Adriatic Sea. As a result it is barely above sea level and is crisscrossed with water canals. The largest is the Grand Canal crossed by the ornate Rialto Bridge. The city was built offshore for protection from marauding barbarians. Venice was a rich and powerful trading state in the Middle Ages. Lots of gondolas and boats ply the many canals. We chose instead to hoof it around the relatively small town.
The centerpiece of Venice is St Marks Square with its unusual and opulent Basilica. The church was built in 1064 AD. The floor is warped and uneven from the regular flooding that occurs in this low-lying city. Inside are also four bronze horses that were taken when the Venetians sacked Constantinople. We climbed to the roof of St Marks for a view of the square below.
Next-door is the Doge’s Palace, home of Venice’s rulers. The palace is connected to the adjoining prison by a small walkway called the Bridge of Sighs because it was the last outside view for convicted criminals. Also in St Marks Square is the reconstructed Campanile or bell tower. We got a great view of the neighboring islets in the archipelago from the top.
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