Supposedly tossing coins into the Trevi Fountain means that you will return to Rome. As we hadn't done this yet and the Trevi was only five minutes from our hotel we headed there after breaky to do just that. To our surprise there were less people there this time than on our previous visits. We were able to make our way to the edge of the fountain without having to shove our way there. Each of us took a turn tossing our coins while the other one took the photo. John tossed a Swiss franc and I tossed a hong kong dollar. Not sure if that means we will go back to Rome or we will go to Switzerland and Hong Kong respectively. Either way the coins weren't any use to us now any way.
Experience 50. Last Lap. Rome.
Aside from throwing a few coins in the fountain, see above. There was nothing planned on our last day in Rome. We decided to d some walking and take in a bot more of the city. From the Trevi we walked up to the piazza of the republic and wandered down to the Tiber to have a last look. We went to the Victor Emmanualle monument and had a look at the war museum. It was a modest affair, probably the most remarkable exhibit being related to an injury that Garibaldi suffered on the field in some battle, probably against the Austrians. The exhibit included his boot with a bullet hole in it (yes folks he coped it in the foot) a blanket which was used to carry him from the field...it had been embroiled with words to that effect. A pistol of the type that inflicted the wound, the field sugeons tools used to treat the wound, left over bandage from his dressing and finally even a wooden model of his foot with a hole in it!
Deeply impressed, we moved on.
We went to a piazza that was hosting a market and after that, final gelato of our Italian campaign...owe the trials! Needless to say a siesta and a few drinks before dinner. Aside from Garibaldi, not a day of great events to be sure but a satisfying finale none the less.
Special mention
The traffic has had been mentioned once or twice on our tour. I wasn't sure why the Romans had markings on the road up until the very last day of our tour. Certainly no one seemed to care much about lane markings, pedestrian crossings, stop signs or anything else for that matter. Then I realized that a double white line down the middle of the road was a vespa/bike lane. You line up the tyre with the black bit in the middle and sort of use the white bits either side as personal space. As for the rest of what goes on, well if you have ever played Mario cart, you get the idea.
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