Saturday was spent seeing all the sights. Like Friday, it rained all day, which sounds miserable, but really wasn't. It made all the statues and ruins seem so severe.
Surprisingly, I took over the role of navigator and was successful, a fact I am proud of. We must have walked at least 15 miles, from a good bit north of the Vatican where the hostel was to across the Tiber River and up and down the city. Not once did we take the metro; walking everywhere was the best way to experience Italian culture. Often on the way to one monument, we'd run into another one. Awesomeness is everywhere in Rome!
At night, we ended up going to the Vatican again. We sat in St. Peter's Piazza and then inside the basilica just people watching. We headed back ot the hostel when it started to get dark. Another loaf of bread and a can of soup made up dinner along with some tea.
That night, a group of Polish travelers stayed in my hostel bedroom. They talked loudly in Polish for who knows how long, so I didn't get a whole bunch of sleep that night.
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