I loved it. It was empty, which is another reason why visiting Rome in February is an effing brilliant idea. (Which Andrew is full of, don't you remember the time he wanted to dump our Thomasville cabinets on the front door of Home Depot? Moment of genius.)
BEHOLD MY NEW FAVORITE COLLECTION OF DECAPITATED ANTIQUITIES.
This was our last full day in Italy, and although European adventure is no new thing to me, I feel like I've just experienced the best two weeks of my life. Maybe because before bed tonight Andrew turned to me and nonchalantly mentioned, "These have been the best two weeks that I've ever experienced with anyone anywhere."
Remarkable if you consider the Indiana University frat parties.