Friday

    Friday in a nutshell

  • Mamertine Prison
  • Forum    pics
  • San Clemente and the Temple of Mithras    pics
  • San Giovanni in Laterano    pic
  • Metro to a great lunch
  • Santa Maria Maggiore (San Pressede closed)    pic
  • Galleria Doria Pamphilj    pic
  • Choir practice at Santa Maria Madelena    pic
  • Back to Osteria De Mario

We headed off for the Mamertine Prison, a very short walk from the hotel. On the near side of the Forum ruins is an old cistern house, that had been dried out and turned into a prison. This is the spot where Peter and Paul were kept when jailed in Rome. This is also where the chains of St. Peter in Chains came from.

Ten feet away is the Forum itself. This is where Julius Caesar walked and writhed around before and after being stabbed. There is not a lot left. Rome had a really difficult middle-ages, and the buildings were knocked down by marauders or taken apart because it was easier than quarrying fresh rock.
To Dan's left, the corner of the well-preserved brick building is one exception. It is the Roman Senate building, and was in really terrific shape. Right behind him is the Rostrum, where public speakers would orate.
These are the side vaults of a formerly huge hall of justice. You can see the construction style looks a lot like the Pantheon's dome.
 
San Clemente is an amazing place. It is a 12th century cathedral built on top of a 4th century cathedral, built on top of a BC Temple of Mithras.

You go into a beautiful sanctuary with gorgeous mosaics. That's what these pictures are from.

Then you go down a level and you can see the remnants of the next church down. It has frescoes and tombs of ancient cardinals or bishops.

This in turn had been built on top of a Temple of Mithras. It is one of the most unique spots to see how Rome is literally layered on top of itself. You can walk all around the stone rooms, and see an alter with a dancing bull on it. On both sides of the temple are spots where you can look even further down and see a couple of springs flowing underground.


We walked down the street to San Giovanni in Laterano. This is the first christian church in Rome. All the popes were crowned here until 1870. Being the Bishop of Rome, this is the Pope's gig. Nobody but him gets to use the main alter.

Also in here is a piece of the table of the Last Supper. I learned that, by eavesdropping on this very annoying tour guide of some sort. Not really a tour guide - he was just taking two women around, and was super patronizing. "Now, do you know what it was called when blah blah blah... very good!"

But he seemed to know a lot, so Dad & I bent an ear for a while.



We took the metro for the first time and went up to the neighborhood with Santa Maria Maggiore. We had yet another great meal up here. Dad had a seafood risotto which somehow managed to be strongly flavored without tasting fishy.

Dan and I had more pizzas - we got to watch the process as we were sitting right next to the brick oven. He just made very simple pizzas of tomato and mozzarlla and cooked them. As soon as they were brought out, he put the thinly sliced sausage on top, and let the residual heat do the work. One was salami and the other proscuttio.

We went on to Santa Maria's. The ceiling is gilt with gold from Columbus' trip to America. There are pieces of the manger in here (this whole church is dedicated to Jesus' momma), and there is also a small unassuming tomb for Bernini.

We tried to go next door to San Pressede, which we had read has some of the best mosiacs in town, but unfortunately it was closed for its midday break.

It was a looong walk back to our neighborhood, where we wanted to go to the Galleria Doria Pamphilj. On the way we realized we were next to a small knitting shop we had seen the night before, so I ducked in to pick up some yarn for Lindsey.

The Galleria Doria Pamphilj is in the same pallazo as the hotel. The rooms are spectacular and really show how the rich folk lived. This portait shows Mr. Doria Pamphilj, Pope Innocent X to you and me. As a painting, it set the standard for portraiture after its unveiling. The Pope is said to have cried out, "it is too true!" upon seeing it.
This bust is of his sister-in-law. She apparently had the bright idea that it was unbecoming of the Catholic Church to make any money from the brothels of Rome, and had all the income redirected to the Doria Pamphilj's private account. It's good that people like her were around to protect the Church.

We decided to back to Mario's for dinner and try some of their other wares. I stopped and took this picture at the fountain in front of the Pantheon, in the Piazza Rotunda. I just liked it because the guy had a dog coming out of the back of his head. OR, perhaps, it's a dog with a human mask on his rear end - which leads one to think that just maybe that's not water flowing!

You can see a McDondald's sign in the background - I'm happy to say we never went there.
We saw that Santa Maria Magdalena's was still open, so we stuck our head in. It turned out that their choir was getting ready to have a concert the next night, and we had walked in on choir practice.

They looked like any small congregation choir, but what a setting. Check out their organ pipes in this pic!





Finally we were back to Marios. It was dumping rain. Everyone in the place was Italian except for us. Perfect.

We ordered another bottle of "new" wine, and settled in to be pampered by Marco and co. Dan had a homemade ravioli with ricotta,sage, and butter. Dad had baccala which is cod and was served on a bed of potatoes. And I ordered the saltimboca, which had leaves of sage underneath a piece of proscuttio all on top of the pounded veal.



We needed to wake up at 3:00 AM for the ride to the airport, so we were glad to be home at midnight.

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