Rome: The Sun Setting Over the Colosseum and Getting Stuck in a Political Fundraiser

We probably had the best trans continental flight of our lives on our flight to Rome. We arrived early afternoon, took the train from the airport, found a cheap place, got all dressed up, and ready for our first night of our honeymoon. Rome was a hot place that night.

We wondered almost instictually to the Colosseum. When we turned the corner the setting sun was throwing hues of pink and orange behind the old Roman staple. We stood in awe, hand in hand, walking around the ancient structure, our minds raced to images of Gladiators battling tigers and slaughtering early Christians. It was romantic as is was mystical and surreal.

Our bellies soon grumbled and we were on the hunt for some "real" Italian food.

We found it in an unlikely place- in a large park near the Colosseum. On a stage there were tables with the typical red and white check pattern, most were filled with satisfied Italians and the food looked great!

We ordered our first Italian pastas Matt's was Mezzi bombardoni (needed the pasta list to remember that one) with a very pungent cheese and red cabbage- sounds simple but, in reality the taste defied space and time- it tasted like nothing I've ever tasted before making the taste incomparable. We can assure you that it was amazing! Alissa had a similarly mind blowing pasta with chopped octopus in it. We washed it down with a mixed varietal wine that was inexpensive but extremly good.

After dinner we found out that we were actually at a fundraiser for the Partito Democratico!

That pretty much set the tone for the trip.