Last week, Brent, Lydia and I took a 2-day trip to Rome. We left at 6:00 AM Thursday morning, spent one overnight, and flew out 10:00 PM Friday night. In 2 days, we packed in a lot. We visited the Colosseum, the Forum, Palatine Hill, Mamertine Prison, the Pantheon, Piazza Navona, the Appian Way, the Catacombs, the Vatican Museum, and St. Peter's Basilica. We got to experience real Italian gelato, buses so packed you could hardly breathe, screaming Italians, friendly Italians, obnoxious Italian school kids, charming British school children, a very easy-to-use Metro system, house wine that was excellent, NO PICKPOCKETS (although I saw some suspicious fellows), spring weather, obnoxious Pakistani vendors, Brits swearing at the obnoxious Pakistani vendors, walking in the steps of the Apostle Paul, gawking at the gaudiness of the Vatican, smelling the mustiness of old underground graves, walking in the steps of Julius Caesar, wondering what those vestal virgins did all those years hoping not to end up buried alive, peering at Rome atop the dome of St. Peter's, and just simply drinking in the richness of this great city.