The closer and closer we got to the new destination, the darker and darker the clouds became, util we started to descend and the spots of water started filling the window. It looked pretty grey over the whole country, but we were on holiday, so hopefully nothing was going to defeat us. We landed, and had no clue where we were going! No clue where this metro we researched was suppose to be, and so there was a little moment when I was standing outside the airport terminal thinking that weird feeling of being ‘totally’ lost. Then I saw an icon of a train (thank you graphic designers of the world for the universal language of icons!!), so we headed in that direction, being bombarded by Italian taxi drivers looking for a fare. We found the terminal for the metro train to Rome centre, and surprisingly the process of getting the ticket was easy, though I did get the cashier who was the oldest and least fluent in English.
My research served well when we reached Rome Termini
station, as we took a ten minute walk and took second left and we found our AirBnB
was sitting in the window and called my name, and we had arrived. At this point I wanted to say that this was going to be my first experience of AirBnB
, and as we had a lot of places to stay and little money for hotels, then seemed a good option. Prior to our trip I did make a cautionary mistake of looking at the TrustPilot
site for some reviews. They all seemed to slat the whole experience they had, which started to worry me, but confuse me at the same time, as my communications with all the places on my itinerary were all pleasant and helpful and punctual. Marco
had no sooner showed us the room and gave us the key, and we were out to discover Rome
. We had only the one afternoon there as it was really a stop over on the way to Milan
. But we wanted to make the most of it.