
Vatican. It was awfully crowded to try to get inside, so I didn't try to go in. I got to see the Pope, anyway, however, as his limo came in while we were standing around. I only saw the back of his head and white hair because he was looking in the other direction. He had one of those little skull caps on, but I don't remember the color--white, I think. Not being Catholic, I wasn't as excited as most of the other people there, but the faithful got a thrill.

This is one of the big fountains in Rome. It's near the Termini train station and not far from the first hotel where I stayed. You can tell the scale by looking at the people sitting there.

One of the ruins at the Forum. Despite all the crumbled stuff, the feeling there is rather peaceful, as it is in much of Rome. I read something by a feng shui expert who said that, of all Western cities, Rome has the best energy because of all its underground streams; energy doesn't get stuck there; it flows. It felt that way to me. It's got an oddly relaxing feel, and a strangely feminine influence, despite millenia of macho Italian men. It also has a remarkably low crime rate for a big city. I felt quite safe there.

Arch of Titus, I think. Or is it Constantine? Titus, I think. Note how bitsy the people look. My favorite old thing, though, is the Pantheon. It's not much to look at from the outside, but the interior is quite awe-inspiring, as it should be, as it was, as its name suggests, dedicated to all the gods. Although Catholic now, it feels like there are more spirits there than just Catholic ones, and the architecture is phenomenal.
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