On Thursday we had to wake up so early. We headed to Rome (Roma) at seven o'clock in the morning. The trip was fun even though some people hadn't gotten enough sleep.

When we drove closer to the center of Rome, we started to see more and more beautiful, old and ancient buildings and castles.

We also had a little tour in the Bank of Italy Palazzo Koch. We were divided into two groups and went to see some collections of ancient coins and old bank notes.

Then we also saw some old beautiful statues (for example the Capitoline Wolf (Lupa Capitolina) which is a sculpture of the mythical she-wolf feeding the twins, Romulus and Remus).

And we listened some interesting explanations and stories related to the statues, buildings and the architecture. It was really interesting and it helped us a lot that the guide spoke pretty good and clear English.

And then... the moment and the place we all had been waiting for... We got to see Colosseum (Colosseo)!!!

Even though we saw it only from the outside, it was pretty cool to see something so old and ancient still standing here after hundreds of years. Donato [an Italian teacher] made a flag out of a selfie stick and a scarf so that we wouldn't lost him in the crowd.

Next place was this really beautiful, big, white house with several curly carvings: the Trevi Fountain (Fontana di Trevi).

We had about a half an hour to walk around and look around and to buy souvenirs. We saw many people painting cool paintings with spray paint.

Then we decided to meet next to a big white statue after one hour. After that we had time to have something to eat or to do whatever we wanted.

The next stop was the Pantheon (Pántheion), the temple of many iconic people.

It was really interesting to see so much old art.

In front of the Pantheon, outside of it, there was an old Egyptian obelisk with hieroglyphs on it, and it was also really pretty.

Then the last place we visited was a big white fountain, Fountain of the Four Rivers (Fontana dei Quattro Fiumi) that had big statues and sculptures on it.

And after walking our feet to death we got to the bus and headed to our hostel. The bus trip back was like heaven for my feet (because I didn't have to walk anymore, and I think anyone who has feet can agree with me).

In the evening we had a dinner in a small restaurant called Fuori dal Ghetto. It was close to the hostel so it was the easiest choice at that point (we had been there before with the other groups; Galician, German, Catalan, Italian).

Klaara