bonjourno... (roma)

roma

memorial of the unknown soldier

brilliant huh?

cost me 4 euros...and he din tell me it cost money!

i wish for............

Pantheon

vetican

a rainy day in the vetican

closer to God?

from fumocino airport to roma termini

upon arrival

i gonna miss saying "bonjourno" or "gurten morgen" , "si" or "graci", "prego" those are the ONLY words i use for the past 2 weeks well the first day was at roma. we leave klia around 1155 ish...my first to go international terminal at KLIA, the last was ages ago at the subang int'. i have to say was impress with it. and certainly the "Malaysia Boleh" spirit and the feeling that make u proud of this country.impressive decoration, lighting and all that lah. tho the steward and stewardess kinda disapoointing. the guys r OLD! and the girls are not like in all the advert. but oh well, kudos to them for being helpful. so we are off to Fumocino airport. one funny thing is, i feel so dried, i mean my throat and eyes when the plane iss around china/ india area.weird! or mayb the area is the low pressure area, but i should say its not FUN, feeling all dry.i did do some cathing up on movies since i been trapped in melaka. watch the will smith show that i forgotten the title.but u know which 1 it is...

upon arrival at Fumocino, the wheater is not so kind to us. is to windy and expected to rain.was exhausted when i reached the airport.and i should say their airport is not as impressive as ours.we took the train to the town, its something like our KLIA express.

first feeling of the european breeze full so chilling and yet dry as i walked out of the terminal, and yes as i expected, taxi of fancy car, i think our country only and some other rural country still using lousy car as cab. i mean even in singapore or thailand they use at least a toyota camry for their taxi.

back to the train to the town, roma in full of grafiti. its not such a welcoming enterence to the country. i mean it leave bad impression to the tourist if your wall is full of graffiti rite? as we reach to the train station ' roma termini ' my dad bought the train tickets for the journey for the rest of the trip. then we walked to the hotel. the holtel kinda like those you say in godfather movie. have a huge head with a small body, and his voice is exactly like those mafias.but he was ok. after getting a few bite, we head off to the Vetican.

in the rainy day in roma, we find our way thru and end up in the vetican. TONS of people are there.. even if its raining.i mean it can easily reach 3000 people? that is just the people standing in line just to enter ST. Peters church. we met an american family that is besed in London while we stand in line.they have this 2 small cute kids. we went in the Pope's tomb in the church. the place is kinda sacred and no noises or pictures are allowed. and we saw Pope John Paul's tomb. as the tombs r located underground, we went thru this tiny stairs that can only fit 2 person, and end up into the heart of the church, i was fasinated by the design, the architecture and the painting. i mean, the building was build hundreds of years ago, how do they do it without the proper equiptment?

after the vetican we walk a bit to the piazza. the thing with italy is, after you walk on the street and suddenly you bump into some piazza, its like a square, where lots of shop and the center piece is sure a fountaint, thus i forgotten with piazza i've been. hehehhehee. on the way i saw some Malaysian students. my guess was they are on their holiday.because Summer is just like 2 weeks away.lucky ppl. anyways... we reach to the Trivoli fountain at Spagna.the famous mountain where marlin Mongue dance in the move La docle Vita..there this Myth bout the fountain that if you throw a coin and make a wish at the mountain, you will come back again.taking my slim chances, i made my wishes...hehehehe.

walk and walk and walk made me tired, i mean i spent my last month in a room studyin for finals.. so i easily get tired. decided to take a rest infront of the Patheon. if my sejarah not mistaken, its the biggest dome ever built. its amazing how a building can move one's emotion. i saw some ppl actually cried and there this memorial place where u put your signature as a memery of those who parish when the building was build hundreds of years ago...

we proceed to italy's memorial place for the unknown soilder. its like their version of tugu negara.another sacred place. you can even seat on the steps! even to snap some pic. but the place was HUGE! you can probably most of roma if you go to the peak.

and just up the street was the Collcium (not sure bout the spelling).nothing much to say because i was so so so tired that time...i mean after 11hours of flight and all the walking. plus, the sun don set till its 8 ++ and the sun rise about 5 a.m.

dinner was interesting... the waiter was like, you from Malaysia? and instantly he was punching his chest and kissing his fist, and said "anuar ibrahim" after a long day, we retire to bed and prepare out trip to firenze(florence) the next day...