The Last Post
This last post comes to you from high above the earth’s surface as we are speeding in a south-easterly direction towards home. For our last day in Rome Mick and I got up early and managed to catch the tram and bus over to the Colosseum to watch the sunrise and to see it without thousands of other visitors inevitably present later in the day.
Then it was back to pack and wait for our driver to take us to the airport. Worries about overweight baggage came to nought and we joined the rest of the herd stampeding out of Rome for Dubai and beyond.
Actually this blog comes to you from home, as I did not get around to finishing it mid-air. I hope you enjoyed reading about our exploits as we retraced, somewhat loosely, Hannibal’s epic march toward Rome. No doubt, if he had actually made it he might have found the Colosseum in slightly better shape than what you see in the pics below.
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| Arch of Constantine. The same chappie who gave his name to Constantinople aka Istanbul |
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| No crowds, no selfies. |
Trip done. Home safe and sound. You can’t hope for better than that. Look forward to catching you all up at some stage.
I wonder where to next?
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