Rome Day 2: We’re Here To See The Pope

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Today we took on theVatican and the many papal interests and intrigues within. We did not have an audience with the Pope. I was surprised as we had Tweeted that we would be there. It was beyond rude… I mean, are these people not connected? You think it’s a coincidence that all 10 commandments are less than 147 characters? We were able to walk to the Vatican from our hotel and crossed the Tiber River over the Bridge of Angels. I guess I will get used to the awe of antiquity that strikes me every time I see something so historic as century-old sculptures. But, I hope I don’t. That theory was tested during our tour through The Vatican Museum and neighboring St. Peter’s Basilica.

During our tour of the Pinacoteca gallery, we learned that an unfinished Leonardo DaVinci work had part of the masterpiece cut out and used as a seat on a stool for a shoemaker. Jeff has tried some pretty crazy DIY projects, but we have never cut up our DaVinci for home furnishings. Here we got our first taste of Rafael with The Transfiguration perhaps made most famous by being his final work.

The Vatican Museum was miles of fascinating history from marble statues salvaged from various Roman ruins to sarcophagi from Thebes. There were histories and theories surrounding each. One of the more interesting was of an emperor obsessed with the Egyptian culture who recreated a ritual at his villa in the country. Part of the plan was to flood part of the estate to simulate the Nile River. The map room was stunning with it’s long hallway of maps of the time. They led to the Rafael rooms with masterworks such as The School of Athens and The Disputa which lined the walls of the Pope’s bedroom. A philosophical moment: The School of Athens seemed displaced amongst the many interpretations of the crucifixion. For an artist of the time to introduce the idea that science could co-exist with religion must have taken courage. To plaster it on the Pope’s bedroom wall… took a set of Renaissance stones that you couldn’t carve from granite. We moved on to the Sistene Chapel.

As we moved through the modern art galleries leading up to the Chapel, I can’t help but wonder at the artists displayed. It must have been an honor to get the letter saying your work would be hung in The Vatican Museum. Only to find out you’re right before the Sistene Chapel. To enter the Chapel, you walk down a staircase and the first thing you see is a sea of hundreds of faces. Wall to wall looking up with their mouths open. The second thing you see is a floor to ceiling marvel called The Last Judgment. To call it a mural does not do it justice. In fact anyone caught calling it a mural is immediately judged. A few years ago, I completed a jigsaw puzzle of the Sistene Chapel ceiling. It was over 6 feet long and 4 feet wide and took a little over two years to complete. I thought that was hard. When you see the Sistene Chapel in person, you are added to the ocean of faces who are struck by the shear magnitude of the accomplishment. I was expecting not to be able to see The Creation of Adam or David and Goliath. The colors are so vibrant, you can see details from where you stand. You see expressions and you sense movement. It is the essence of creation and you are left pondering what you’ve done lately.

If you ever wondered where The Vatican keeps it’s old Popes, look no further than the grottoes. They kept them all. We didn’t realize this at the start of our visit, but these guys are everywhere. Under the basilica, in every niche of the basilica, you can even buy some of the lesser known popes in the vending machines. One of the most popular and moving was the simple white stone where John Paul II rests. Perhaps that is because of the impression that he left on me and the world. Perhaps it is because it made me think about legacies and staying true to your beliefs even after you are gone from the earth.

(To be Popetinued…)

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Dear Italy, there IS A FREAKING INTERNET!

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I just have to rant on how hard it is to get on the Internet over here.¬† It’s nuts. You can pay tons of cash for phone access, but we’ve put on miles… sorry, kilometers… trying to find a place with a WiFi zone. Many are broken, or only have terminals. We finally found a small “cafe” we can use, so hopefully we can catch up on posting…

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Twitter Updates for 2008-09-25

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Twitter Updates for 2008-09-24

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  • I’m at Philadelphia Airport (USA) – http://bkite.com/01EUt #
  • No power adapters for US devices on the plane. Would be a boring flight if not for those mimosas! #
  • http://twitpic.com/cxor – Long flight and we’re seriously tired, but we made it to Rome! #
  • Visited Pantheon, obelisks, and many old things in Rome. Ate pizza and spaghetti. Been up for 24 hours, starting to drool (more than usual) #

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Rome Day 1: Wow, this place is… is… zzzzzzz…(take 2)

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Forgot that email posting to wordpress has to be plain text, so
reposting again (from my balcony in Rome (which is just still cool to
me))

Great flight from Phoenix to Philadelphia. Got separated in Philly
airport, which is the size of New Zealand. Marco Polo covered less
ground than we did going from Terminal B to Terminal A. These are
neighboring letters of the alphabet, yet we got Memorial Terminal A
Connecting Flight 5K Run shirts when we finally made it.

No less than ten security officers and dogs (“We can’t tell you what
they are sniffing for, but it is many things.”) were on the concourse
as we boarded. Fortunately it didn’t seem to involve us for a change,
and we boarded smoothly. We had very comfy, spacious seating courtesy
of cashing in a heinyload of Frequent Flier Miles, and were handed
tasty mimosas as we sat down.

These chairs had 16 different adjustable buttons for doing things like
moving your headrest, extending your leg support and extending “the
bump”. Sadly, these comfy chairs were almost impossible to sleep in.
We nodded in and out, but that was it. And our fancy in-flight
entertainment system BSOD’d on us, AND they didn’t have a power
adapter so I could charge devices like my netbook. Quite silly.

Rome’s airport was a bit confusing, but nowhere near the nightmare of
Heathrow. I even spoke the native language and Heathrow and it was
worse. Eventually we found our way to the train station, caught the
“Leonardo Express” to Termini Station, got lost again, and finally
found a taxi to our hotel.

I have never seen so much graffiti as I saw on the train trip from the
airport to the center of Rome. Not just scrawls but full on artwork.
Even saw a few “Ave Cesar!” which I’m not sure what to make of. And
traffic here is as batcrap crazy as you may have heard. Even
batcrappier. I gladly pay money to the cabbie to navigate it for us.

Our hotel is in an alley, which concerned me at first, but I was being
a pansy. This is apparently quite normal, and the hotel is fantastic.
The people are great, and we have a balcony on the fourth floor that
overlooks some rooftop gardens. It’s beyond ridiculously gorgeous, and
I may not want to leave. The only downside is there is no lift, and
the steps are steep little buggers.

We’re trying to get ourselves on Rome time, which means trying to stay
up until nighttime. Since we came in at 9am local, that’s a full day
of it. We walked around Piazza Navona, and then over to the Pantheon,
up past Parliament, and across to the column for Marcus Aurelius
before we were just on total fumes and headed back (about 3pm). I’ll
write more about the sites later, but I have to comment on the
Pantheon.

I’ve never had outright goosebumps being somewhere before. Such a
sense of power and history in a place… erected by an Emperor,
dithered over by the Popes, and ultimately saved by its conversion to
a Catholic Church. Nearly two thousand years old and populated with
Gods the entire time. Its dome a marvel that Bernini felt surpassed
that of St. Paul’s Cathedral itself. I heard Spanish, French, German,
English, Japanese, and ton of other languages I couldn’t identify as
people from around the world marveled. Across the ancient square, past
the marble fountain, a McDonald’s sold Big Macs. It was a completely
surreal experience.

Bandwidth is a lot trickier here than I thought, so pictures are going
to have to wait until I can find an internet cafe tomorrow. Oh, I
also had two of the best Cappucinos I have ever had. Just… ever.
Austin needs to come here just to try these things. The Italians do
know their espresso drinks, no question

I’m about to die, and the wife is already toast. After I figure out
how to post this, we’ll get some rest and recharge for tomorrow’s
target… the Vatican!

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It wasn’t this tough for Ceasar, I swear…

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We’re headed to Italy for a little over a week, and I may need a separate suitcase just for all the freaking power cables and connectors. iPhone, Kindle, netbook, camera, and I don’t know all what else. It looks like a gangly plastic squid died on our kitchen table as I sort it all out to pack. And it’s not just the different amps for each one, they make universal adapters for that, but it’s all the custom end connectors for each toy.

I could charge them all (in theory) over USB from my Netbook, but I haven’t had it long enough to know how well that really works. So 4 miles of cables are going with us across the Rubicon.

I’m also using this as an experiment to see how I can blog about my trip WHILE I’m tripping. I mean traveling, not tripping. Anyway, I think I have Flickr set up for the images, which should be appearing on the front page of the blog. I also am going to turn back on the Twitter Tools feature to add my tweets into a blog post each day, so even if I only get a few tweets off each day they will get posted. Then there is the email-to-post feature in WP I’ve enabled, should I want to do a full post with the limited bandwidth I’ll have. Part of the challenge is not wanting a $3,000 iPhone bill when I get home. I’ll have a roaming package but it will be as sparse as I can possibly use it.

So if you want to follow along with our adventure, this is the place to watch…. in theory.

One school of thought might be I’m making this too complicated, and I think I’ve attended that school, but it’s kind of fun sorting all the silly stuff out.

It’s the geek in me.  It’s what I do.

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Gettin Geeky wit’ it

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Up at OSCON in Portland, in the conf hall, writing this from my iPhone. Could this be cooler? Could it be lamer?

At least I got a green Google moleskine out of the trip!

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