It's 9 O'Clock on Saturday, yummy hotel breakfast is all finished and my Jaqaq and me are walking towards the Metro Station with the intention of a visit to the world famous Colosseum, all we have to do is negotiate the simple the rather simple Metro B line. How hard could it be. We got to Barbarini station for the one stop trip to Termini only to find the Italian Army guarding the platforms, why? We never found out but where the British armed police patrol Londo...

After leaving Sant Peters' Piazza Jaqjaq and I meandered our way along Via della Conciliazione looking at the gift shops along the way; it's quite unbelievable the amount of tack that can be bought in these shops, all with pictures of the smiling Papa Francisco. By this time both of us were starting to lag and were in definite need of a drink. I started going towards one of the street vendors to get some fizz but Jaqjaq with her common sense pointed to the cast...