Trip to Italy, part 1

March has come in like a lion around here in Southern California. It has been chilly and rainy; granted, it's not nearly as cold as the rest of the country, but it's not the temperate weather people around here are used to. 

Life around the Cook household has been in an uproar also. Our trip to Rome was the central focus of events, of course, but in between packing, going, and returning, much has taken place. Here is the wrap-up of the month of February and the first week of March in reverse:

The last week has been consumed by finances (taxes, financial aid applications), course planning and grading. A term ended at the Navy base and began at the Christian university, so course management has been on my mind. I am questioning whether my teaching this term for my military hybrid class was lacking or my students were just lazy - 3 of 10 failed the class. Not a good percentage.

Since we've returned two weeks ago, we've had two weekends with company in town. They all stayed at hotels because they weren't really here to see us (a wedding and family vacation brought them here). One night we hosted my sons' friends on their way to the wedding, but other than that, it was easy hosting and a delight to catch up with old friends. 

Unfortunately, this past weekend, our entertaining style was crimped by the youngest daughter's bout with an intestinal bug.  We were quarantined for five days, which should have been a welcome relief, since I wasn't technically sick, but I was feeling the effects of jet lag, or perhaps it was late nights with interrupted sleep, and so we spent a lot of time on the couch or in bed reading.  The biggest challenge was that we were supposed to host these friends for dinner and brunch, and we had to cancel that. I felt guilty about the whole thing because I had encouraged them to visit San Diego, and they came on the rainiest, coldest weekend of the year, and we were homebound. We did meet up at the park, without my sicky, but I'm not sure their vacation was what they envisioned.

I also planned a trip to our oldest's son's first college graduation (he is doing a fifth year next year, but we just decided to go this year to see him graduate with his classmates instead of going next year). I also completed some financial documents, but others are weighing on my mind - just a few weeks left to complete. 

One night I went to school for the Writers Symposium by the Sea to hear Christian Wiman speak - that was a joy. And we snuck in a date to a German restaurant thanks to a gift card from my sister-in-law. We also were able to have a little Mardi Gras evening with some friends - not a party, but an impromptu wine and snacks evening after we had all been to a challenging presentation by Covenant Eyes about dealing with kids and online pornography. A depressing topic, but an enlightening talk. 

Our own vacation was what I envisioned, and better and worse. Ready for the travelogue?  I'll need this written record in the future to remember what we did and where we stayed.

The Background:

Our oldest son is in Rome for the year studying architecture. My husband did the same program in 1993-94.  I visited him in Europe over Christmas break that year. We did the Eurorail thing where you jump a train for a different city every day or two, so we met up in Munich, and then went to Bruges, Paris, Milan, Venice, Florence, Assisi, and Rome. I may be missing a destination or two in that list. Then in 2003 we returned to Rome for Mother Teresa's beatification, Pope JP II's twenty-fifth anniversary, and a consistory of cardinals. There was a lot going on over a short period of time, and we stayed in Rome the whole time. So this was our third trip to Italy. 

This time we flew from LAX, a two hour drive away, because the tickets were $385 each. That part of the trip was uneventful, except for a scare at the Air France counter because the check-in attendant weighed our carry-on bags and told us we were 100 lbs over weight.  Everyone had a school-sized backpack and either a small rolling bag or a backpacking backpack. Size-wise they were legal, but the kids were toting their school books, and I had also overpacked clothes and reading material.  My husband gave a sob story about how we were following Delta's rules since we booked with them, and because of his persistence, a manager finally came over and checked some of our bags for free and shooed as away. (The kids wanted to hide during this episode, and it made me hesitant the rest of the trip to buy anything, probably a good fear.)

And we're off! Hello, LAX!

Let's fly!

Welcome to Paris!

Only one other snafu on the travel side - our connecting flight from Paris to Rome had to be rebooked in Paris because it had been canceled for some reason. My husband suspected the agent in LA of canceling it out of spite, but I hope it was just an accident. At any rate, Air France in Paris was very helpful, and they got everything straightened out.  We didn't have any hold-ups in customs in Paris or Rome, despite not holding boarding passes. 

Shuttel to our next flight

Buona serra, Roma!

I splurged on a private car to pick us up at Termini in Rome to take us to our first apartment instead of dealing with a bus or train. This was a nice convenience since we had a big group and we were tired after many hours on the road - I think we had been up for 24 hours by then, but my time calculations are still fuzzy. The apartment was decent - not luxurious, but spacious with super comfy beds and two bathrooms, great for our family of six.  

After dropping our bags, our first destination was to find our college son to celebrate his twenty-first birthday with him and some friends - we arrived on the special day!  We were a little further from his school campus than I had hoped, but we got our first glimpse of some icons of Rome - the colosseum and St. John Lateran. 

Ben's choice for dinner was the restaurant where Dan used to hang out with his friends when he was a college student. He invited five of his friends to join us for the party, and the owner of the restaurant helped make it a celebration by bringing out generous plates of bruschetta and antipasta, plenty of carafes of wine, heaping plates of pasta, sparkling frangolina, oranges for a palate cleanser, then an ice cream bombe type dessert. We ate as if we hadn't seen food in days. This evening is one all the kids said was their favorite part of the whole trip. 

Brother's desk

The birthday party at Miscellanea

The birthday boy - Mickey teased us that he was there every night drinking beer, never did his homework, chased girls, and never prayed for his mama and grandma

Daddy's class photo is still on the wall!

Mickey still welcomes college students from around the world

Monument to Vittore Emmanuel

The Colosseum at night - on our way back from the restaurant

We all slept well that night, although waking up was hard to do, but we wanted to get a decent start on our second day. We were a bit flexible on our itinerary, but we planned to work our way to Ben's school for lunchtime, when he finished his classes for the day.

Our first stop was Santa Croce in Gerusalemme, which was near our apartment. We hadn't visited this church before, because it doesn't show up on art and architecture highlights lists, but we're so glad we went this time. It is a pilgrimage stop - and that was the theme of Thursday. Relics from Jerusalem - wood from the true cross, thorns from the crown of thorns, doubting Thomas's finger, rocks from the sepulcher, dirt from around the cross, and a replica of the Shroud of Turin, make this church a stations of the cross re-enactment.  No pictures were allowed in the chapel with the relics, but there was another little chapel with relics from a young girl who died in the 40s, who is now a candidate for sainthood.  I can't access my phone photos on this format, however, so here are some from my husband's device.

The first of many cappucinos

Ancient gate near our apartment

Buongiorno, Roma! San Giovanni Laterano

Flowers for Valentine's Day

Our next stops were the Scala Sancta and San Giovanni Laterno.  The real holy stairs were being restored, so we went up the exit stairs on our knees with other pilgrims. The kids were very reverent, even the four year old, who was rewarded with a little bracelet with a medal. This meant we had to stop in the gift shop of many churches to get medals as souvenirs.

Ready to visit some saints' relics

These are actually the exit stairs, because the real stairs are being preserved. 

Dan and one of his professors, Fr. Bullene, who helped concelebrate our wedding and who is now teaching in Rome

By the time we finished admiring San Giovanni, and praying before the relics of Peter and Paul, it was time to head to the Notre Dame campus. They have two buildings - a classroom building where the architecture studio is located, and a dorm they call a Villa. It is a beautiful newer building - the prettiest in the neighborhood, and beautiful inside, as well, but Ben refused to show us his living quarters, an apartment he shares with six guys. He claimed the other guys would be too embarrassed, but I'm wondering what kind of mess it is in.

Yay, we found Bubby! He had morning class, but spent the rest of the day with us.

View from ND's villa

Villa Celio - Notre Dame's housing in Rome

Off to explore

First gelato brings smiles!

Hey, we're outside the Colosseum! We never did pay to go in

We tried twice to visit San Clemente to see the excavations, but both times it was closed - once for lunch and siesta, and once for a party for seminarians. We missed the slim window of opportunity to explore the ancient churches built on top of each other by minutes.

Touching antiquities

Scenic shortcut

The other churches we visited were notable for their art and architecture --- as well as their holy relics: Santa Maria Maggiore, San Pietro in Vincoli, Santa Maria della Vittoria, and Santa Cecilia in Trastevere.

Relics of the manger at Sta Maria Maggiore

Sta Maria Maggiore, one of the four major basilicas

Statuary for sale - almost as much fun as the real thing

Inside St. Peter in Chains - I think...

St. Peter's Chains from prison, unlocked by an angel

Michaelangelo's Moses

Bernini's Sta Teresa in Ecstasy, a favorite, in Sta Maria della Vittoria. There was a large group of people taking pictures of this statue. I wondered how many were there because of the story of St. Teresa's vision and mystical experience, and how many to check a box - one of Bernini's greatest works. The chapel itself is unique with its black marble drapery and side reliefs of the patrons looking on at Sta Teresa's private experience, but the saddest thing to me about this trip was the crowds everywhere with phones lifted taking picture after picture. We, too, were guilty of the desire to capture all of our experiences on film, but it is definitely a more crowded Rome than it was in the past. How much does the tourist industry need to thank social media for the increase on travelers (combined with cheap flights and plenty of tour guides)?

Sta Cecilia in Trastevere, another favorite church. 

Santa Cecilia has extensive excavations, also. I'm running out of time and having trouble accessing photos, so no photos of that today. 

Yum! More pasta at Carlo Mentis - best priced dinner in Trastevera - 5e plates!

Fun in the piazza at night. But for us, we were ready for bed after a lot of walking, praying, site seeing, and eating.