Roman holiday: Part III

The last day in Rome was spent hitting up all the small places we didn't get to see yet.
That included the Spanish Steps, the Trevi Fountain, the Mouth of Truth and the Circus Maximus. We walked a lot again, but the rain had ceased. On Friday, we had walked on a path by the river. By Sunday, you couldn'e even see where the path had been, the river was so high.
My favorite part of this trip to Rome by far happened on Sunday afternoon. We walked to an area of the city a good bit south of the Vatican called Trastavere. There, at a little church at the top of a hill, was the most panoramic and beautiful view of the city. The sun was beginning to set and it glinted off the top of all the domes and sculptures and red-tiled roofs.
I couldn't have asked for a better ending to a fantastic trip!
It was Mary Beth's birthday, so we stopped at a bar for a very strong margheriti. yum!
Then we did a little bit of souvenir shopping and headed home, bidding farewell to St. Peter's.
Our flight on Monday was at 10 a.m. We decided to leave the hostel no later than 6 to catch the metro and then a bus to the airport. Unfortunately, we slept through the alarm and ended up leaving right at 6. A little bit stressed, we rushed to the metro. However, everything was fine. The metro and bus was easy to find and quite fast. We waited for an hour before our ticket line even opened.
I got back to school around 3 and am now doing wash since I am officially out of clean clothes. By the way, I am now taking any and all donations to the keep-Joy-in-England fund. haha
Ciao!