May trip to Rome and Venice

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Good day, dear travel friends!

This time I want to tell you about our May trip to Rome with my wife, with a stop in Venice. I don’t think it’s necessary to talk about the fact that Italy is a beautiful country (although here it doesn’t do without its vulgarities, which are discussed below), because everyone already knows about this. Incidentally, I personally have been to Sapoga before (in Milan, Genoa and some small towns), but only for work, and in this case you won’t have much fun there. However, we must pay tribute to our Italian partners: they paid considerable attention to the entertainment program, so the trip was filled with more than just boring negotiations.

This time we went there with my wife (for whom, by the way, it was the first trip to Boot) just to rest and rested there from 4.05. 13 to 11.05. 13. This was the first so-called "lyrical digression. " It is immediately followed by the second.

HOW TO READ THE REPORT


As is customary lately, as an introduction to the report, I read to potential readers some semblance of "Miranda's rights. " So, you have the right to read this report in its entirety, to read it selectively, or not to read it at all. Some people don't like the style of my narration (some people like the book and newspaper language, but I prefer living Russian; some, on the contrary, like the abundance of profanity, but I don't use it in my reports), and you can be one of them, therefore, you have the right to interrupt the reading of the report at any place. If you, like the mice from the well-known anecdote, “were crying, pricked, but continued to eat a cactus”, and therefore received a moral injury, you do not have the right to a free lawyer, and a paid one is unlikely to take up such a case. : )

For ease of understanding, the report is divided into chapters, which will allow you to read only what is interesting and skip what is not interesting.

So, if the second "lyrical digression" did not cause you an uncontrollable panic attack and you did not close this page in horror, then I suggest that you finally start reading the report itself.

ON YOUR OWN OR THROUGH A TRAVEL AGENCY?

Since we didn't have any valid shengvis and the websites didn't offer particularly cheap flights, we chose the second option. And in vain, I will say right away. It will be necessary sometime to start issuing visas through the relevant centers. After all, we have known for a long time that it is more cultured there than even 10 years ago in embassies, but we still do not dare to take such a step. Although ...and in the visa centers when obtaining visas to some countries (for example, Lithuania, Latvia and Italy) problems may arise. Let's say there are no booking reservations.

So after booking a rooming house on booking, you will have to contact this same rooming house and demand that they, firstly, withdraw the entire amount of the cost of the stay from the potential guest’s credit card, and then send him a soap or a fax (yes, such a means of communication up to is still in use somewhere! ) corresponding confirmation. It's good if you know languages. And if not? I remember that colleagues at work once asked me to contact an Italian hotel, where they booked rooms through Booking, in order to get a visa without any problems.

TRAVEL AGENCY AND TOUR OPERATOR

As always, this time we decided to use our trusted travel agency, but ...our attempt failed miserably (why is not a big deal). And then my wife's colleague at work advised her to contact an agency called Tour-Line LLC, where her friend Yulia worked, who, according to this very colleague, never let her down.


As a result, having previously selected the Siviglia 3 * hotel on Booking, we contacted the Tour Line, where they booked it for us through Natalie Tours and confirmed it, paid the money and began to wait for the docks in anticipation of the trip. However, a few days before the issuance of these very docks, we were suddenly informed that there were no places at the Siviglia hotel, so we were moved to another hotel, a higher class - the Lux 4 * hotel. However, the star rating of the hotel says little: after all, there are many cases when even "five" are worse than "three". Therefore, we decided to break through this very Lux on Booking. Usually we choose hostels there with a rating of about 8 - 9. Well, 7 - 7.5 can also do. This, so to speak, "luxury" rating turned out to be 5.1. We read reviews on it in different languages ​ ​...and immediately began calling the agency and arguing with Yulia (because in addition to descriptions of small rooms, meager breakfasts, etc. , we found a couple of reviews about bed bugs there).

However, all our attempts were in vain. Well, they say there are no numbers there, even if you crack. Like the Siviglia hotel sold the reservations to the Lux hotel (however, I immediately called both hotels and found out that the Lux hotel had booked a place for us for a long time, and the Siviglia hotel had never heard of us). Julia, however, told us that “Natasha” offers us free excursions as compensation, however, one asks, why the hell should I, a translator from Italian, hang around with the crowd and listen to these excursions in Russian? We tried to communicate directly with "Natasha" - also to no avail. However, a couple of days before the trip, Yulia called us and said that “Natashka” told her that if we were so unhappy with the replacement room, they were ready to return the loot to us in full. Well, okay, we are already tuned in for the trip. In addition, we still had a small hope of staying at the Siviglia Hotel, using my knowledge of Italian.

By the way, a few days before the trip, Yulia also frightened us with the fact that “Natashka” would give us the docks only at the airport itself. However, everything turned out to be not so terrible: 2.05. On the 13th, we met with the courier of the travel agency Elena, who kindly agreed to drive to the metro station we needed and handed us the documents: e-tickets, a hotel voucher ...Siviglia, medical insurance for 30.000 Jews (it is in this currency that the cost of everything else will be indicated, unless otherwise specified ), providing for a franchise (35), and passports with visas. By the way, I want to devote a separate chapter to visas.

ABOUT ITALIAN VISAS

Recently, it has become fashionable in embassies to issue multiple visas. Estonians, for example, once gave us a multivisa for a year. Bulls - they issue visas to everyone (well, or almost everyone) stably for six months. The Greeks seemed to be going to issue visas for up to 3 years, but in August 2010


they gave us only single-entry visas, and with a corridor about a month, but this corridor, as they say, did not sew a tail on a mare. By the way, what is noteworthy, after that we flew to Grechka 2 more times: in August 2011 on Estonian visas and in December 2012 on bull visas.

Well, shoemakers are worse, or what? They, too, can imagine, issued us multiple visas. And for three whole months! They end on August 3, and it is for August that we are planning our summer trip. Yes… shoemakers seem to have a sense of humor… Well, okay, maybe even in June we’ll go to Riga to hang out. We really liked this city.

So, day 1, Saturday, 4.05. thirteen

PREPARATION FOR THE FLIGHT

We were flying Saira, which is considered one of the coolest Russian companies, on a Boeing 737. The exit to the plane was supposed to be on the second floor of the airport. We were delighted: there was no need to run to the bus, we would enter the plane right through the “sleeve”. However, our joy was short-lived: the exit was then changed to a bus exit.

For as long as the last time on the "Sharik" (when we flew to Afishki and back), they did not take us for a ride (then it was almost an excursion around the airfield), but the bus to the plane drove somehow slowly, periodically stopping, which did not add comfort. In addition, there are no seats in this bus as a class, and the handrails there are only horizontal and attached so high that even people of average height will be problematic to reach them. A short person will only have to hold on to other passengers, lean against the wall (if the fullness of the bus allows) or jump to the handrail and hang on it, like on a horizontal bar, with a certain skill.

I recalled a case in 2007 when I flew with Saira to Crete. And then it seemed strange to me they have a menu on board the plane. All other companies usually offer a choice of meat, chicken or fish (any 2 of these products to choose from).

At Saira, the approach to the menu turned out to be somewhat different. When a flight attendant approached me and asked what I wanted: meat or an omelette, I chose meat. But she answered me that the meat was over, only an omelet remained. Interesting, why did you ask?


And this time the situation almost repeated itself, only in addition to meat and scrambled eggs pancakes were also offered. And since we were sitting in the tail section, almost in the toilet, we didn’t get any meat, or even an omelette. My wife took the pancakes and I took an extra glass of wine. As a compensation. By the way…

ABOUT BUKHARA ON BOARD "SAYRA"

"Saira" actually forbids its passengers to use Bukhara on board, both bought in a deutik and on the plane itself. Well, what about us Russians? I took a bottle of whiskey (0.2 l) in my dutique, calmly carried it on board and drank throughout the flight. Of course, at the same time, I did not beat the crew in the face, did not grab the flight attendants by the asses and did not pester other passengers with conversations.

He was just quietly drinking whiskey, not particularly advertising it. And no one said a word to me. And among other drinks, the flight attendants carry wine there - red and white. As a result, in addition to whiskey, I drank 2 glasses of wine there: one as included in the ticket price, the other as a bonus for the lack of a full-fledged lunch for me.

By the way, one passenger, sitting not far from us, sooooo cut himself that he was completely inadequate. No, he did not rage - he just wandered around the cabin with only one known goal to him. Maybe he was looking for a toilet. The stewards treated him like a small child, all the time escorting him to his place. There were several such cycles.

The neighbor who was sitting next to us also drank either cognac or whiskey, but he behaved very civilly - he just watched some movies on a laptop.

ARRIVAL TO ROMAN FIUMICINO AIRPORT

We took off on time, but on the way back the flight was delayed for about an hour.

We landed rather softly, otherwise, I remember, in the same 2007, the landing was so hard that an oxygen mask flew over one of the passengers. Still, the company is working on itself.

The passport control went through quickly, the luggage was also received. The border guard also asked me how long they had arrived, I answered him that for a week, and added that we were leaving on the 11th of the same month. My answer more than suited him, and he put the coveted stamp in my passport.


It was written in the voucher that upon arrival we had to go to the local representatives of "Natashka", and those really turned out to be there, but we were told that "our" representatives had to wait "somewhere out there", so we decided to spit on them and go to a lodging house. After all, we were not supposed to have a transfer, so, one wonders, why the hell were we waiting for them?

TRAIL EXPRESS TRIP

We decided to go to the rooming house on the railway express, which turned out to be not the smartest idea. Tickets for it cost 16.

We show the employee a voucher where “Siviglia” is written, he starts checking something on the computer, then digging through the folders, but does not find any armor. I told him:

- And what, are we now homeless on the street or at the station? Maybe you will put us in a room after all, and then you will find this reservation?

He replied that if there was at least one free room, he would have settled us there long ago. Then he called Natashka's representatives on the telephone numbers indicated in the voucher and explained the situation to them. They could not immediately answer him with anything intelligible, but after a few minutes they called back and said that we needed to move to Lux. Well, well, that's our destiny.

And at the Siviglia hotel, I spoke with a couple of frogs in their native French, who were also given a ride with a reservation and sent to another rooming house.


After talking with an employee of the Lux hotel named Alexandra (for some reason, not Alessandra, apparently, not of Italian origin), I explained to her that at first they were going to put us in the Siviglia hotel, which we initially chose, but then they moved to their Lux, but about that “Luxe” I read reviews that were by no means flattering, and they even wrote about bedbugs. And also about the fact that the rooms are too cramped. Sasha said that they didn’t have any bedbugs, but there were different numbers. And she offered us a choice of 2 rooms: small, but with one single bed, or large, but with two different beds that are pushed together (but in general, according to her, this room is designed for 4 beds). We chose the second. If anyone is interested, it was number 111 on the ground floor by Italian standards or on the second floor by Russian standards. The key was not electronic - the usual one, with a huge, weighty keychain (or keychain, if someone likes it better, but in general both forms are acceptable in Russian).

ANOTHER POCKET WITH A HOTEL CHANGE

I can't help but mention one more trick that we had to face when changing the rooming house 3* to 4*. The fact is that those who live in a rooming house from 4 * and above are obliged to pay the city fee when leaving, which amounts to three times a day from the nose. In our case, it turned out to be 42. It turns out that stardom does not play a role, our 3 * even had to be better, but here you live in worse conditions, and even pay a hefty requisition.

After examining the room, we realized that it was still not so bad and we got even better than what we expected. True, there were fears that hordes of bedbugs would come out at night and attack us, however, looking ahead, I will say that these fears were not justified. The size of the room turned out to be not spacious, but very spacious (but the rest of the rooms, as we understood from the fire evacuation plan, turned out to be really cramped) and, as it turned out already at night, quite quiet.

However, here we were still lucky with our neighbors, because there is no soundproofing there (but most hotels in Italy, Spain and some other countries suffer from this), and it was perfectly audible what was happening in the next room. The plumbing is serviceable and modern, but it is clear that it is far from new, as it is peeling and even green in places, which indicates that there are parts of Cu inside it, although it is covered with Cr on the outside. There is even a building in which, according to a Russian proverb, one should never leave a friend, that is, a bidet. True, the shower cubicle is cramped and the hair dryer is kind of antediluvian. The air conditioner control panel is built into the wall, there were no complaints about the work of the air conditioner itself. There was a free code chest in the closet. Moreover, someone in the reviews complained that he was not able to use it due to the lack of instructions in Russian. So, in our room there was such an instruction!


True, made, you see, with the help of an electronic translator. Well, at least we laughed a little. And about how to use the chest, I still read the Italian version. There is also a UNITED brand flat-table TV in the room, and quite a bit of a fucking size for such a large room. But this is not a problem for us: we, one might say, do not watch TV at all on vacation. There are more interesting things on the road. There was even a mini fridge. You can’t call it a mini-bar, because it was empty, “like a rose bush in winter. ”

SOMETHING ABOUT ELECTRIC SOCKETS

The electrical outlets in the room are designed for 3 pins (one, apparently, for grounding). In some review it is written that there are also standard euro sockets, but only in the corridor. We did not want to go out into the corridor to charge the phone, so I decided to call Sasha and ask what to do. She told me that I needed a special adapter.

They did not have such adapters at the rooming house, but, according to her, one could be purchased at the local Termini station. Just in case, I asked what voltage was in the outlet, and when I heard about the cherished 220 V, I thanked Sasha and hung up. HURRAH! We don't have to go to the station! Long live the Sow! Long live the Teapot! Long live their union! The fact is that before the trip, I found at home an old soviet tee with thin pins, but rather wide entrances. And we also took a teapot tee (teapot - not in the everyday sense, of course, but in the national-state sense). That one had bigger pins and wouldn't fit into an overnight socket. And in the inlets of the scoop tee, the plugs of telephone chargers could not hold firmly enough. What have we done?

We put the kettle tee into the shovel tee, and we got as many as 6 free sockets (5 in double tees and one on the other side of the bed) - enough to charge phones, camera batteries and an e-book. If someone has the idea that in this way you can overload the power grid, I advise that you re-read what exactly we charged, as well as the course section "electricity" of the physics course for middle school students.

SUPERMARKET NEXT TO SHOP


While we were unpacking and changing, my dear wife was thirsty and asked me to go down to the bar and buy a bottle of mineral water. I went downstairs and asked Sasha where the bar was, and explained why I needed it, while having time to see a vending machine with all sorts of water. Sasha explained to me where the bar was, but said that it was better to go to the supermarket, which is located in the next block, and told me how to get there.

What a good co-worker! Another would say, they say, star to the bar and take everything you need there (and in the bunkhouses of the Hedgehog, Turks and Tuna, it is sometimes forbidden to bring food and drinks bought outside the bunkhouse into the room, although they still carry it, of course). In a supermarket (the CONAD chain, if you're interested) I took a whole block of mineral water from 6 bottles of 1.5 liters (it cost 2.36, I think) and a couple of bottles of Franz (I love this beer) at 1.64. In Moscow, such a bottle costs twice as much. The supermarket itself is quite large, you can buy anything you want there, what is called "from a loaf to ... " to a well-known contraceptive, in general. Everything is pretty cheap. True, they charge 15 “kopecks” for a package, and even if you entered the store, you won’t go back from the same side - you have to go through it all and go out to the next street. And in this supermarket, I somehow managed to change the 500th banknote, which is quite difficult to do in Italy.

ABOUT LARGE BILLS

Do you know how Russians are calculated in Italy? There are a number of signs, but one of them, as I was told, is that only Russians come to Italy with banknotes of 500. And it must be said that it is not easy to exchange such banknotes there, not everyone will have change. As I used to think, the lack of surrender is precisely the soviet distinctive feature, but I have long been convinced that this is not so. In Spain, for example, the same problem exists. How to exchange such a banknote? You can, probably, go to the bank, however, it is not a fact that the bank will not require some tinkering for this. Where then? In one shop, my wife and I collected little things for 266 and thought that with such and such an amount from such a bill, they would certainly give change, but we miscalculated. The saleswoman told us that she had just handed over the money. Okay, I won’t torment: we exchanged one such bill in that very supermarket, and the second ...when we bought tickets to the Colosseum (and there is a decent influx of people who want it, but more on that later).


FIRST INTRODUCTION WALK AROUND THE CITY

Having changed into lighter clothes, we went for a walk around the city, since the weather was wonderful (oh, if it was always like this there ... ). The mood was the same, Rome impressed with its beauty. We are finally in the heart of Italy! And before that, I was there either in the lungs, or in the liver ...and even in some well ...I had a chance to visit. Walking, we passed through the Republic Square (Piazza della Repubblica, where the Opera Theater is located nearby) and along Veneto Street we reached the local park, where, if desired, you can rent a single or multi-seat bike and ride. And it will be expedient, because the park is quite large and it will not be so easy to walk through it on foot. But we still decided not to take a bike - so, we walked a little, sat on a bench, drank a beer and went back. By the way…

ABOUT BEER IN ROME

In Rome, at least during the warm season, tents with beer and all sorts of soft drinks are everywhere on the streets. The beer there is so-so, ordinary, although in one place we happened to find our favorite Franciscaner (more on that later). There is a strong beer "Ceres" (produced, I think, in Denmark), sold in bottles for 0.33, costs somewhere around 4, in my opinion. A jar of Peroni (0.5) will cost somewhere between 4 - 5. But these tents are designed either for tourists or for lazy people: if you go to any store, even a small one, I'm not talking about supermarkets, this beer will already be there cost 2-3 times cheaper. But since I am by nature a lazy person, and on the first day I didn’t really know the local features, I took beer in those tents. And I also asked a few (just in case) tenters if it was possible to drink beer on the street and if the cops would arrest me for this.

They answered me that there were no problems, it was allowed there, and only those who got drunk to the point of inconstancy, staggered, fell on everyone, rioted, or somehow got others around could be taken to the trash can.

ITALIAN FOOD


As you know, the shoemaker's cuisine is not distinguished by intricacy: pizza, lasagna, pasta with various sauces ...But if you want to eat deliciously, you can still eat there, say, fish, seafood. Yes, in which case there are enough other restaurants: Japanese, Chinese, Jewish (there is even a whole Jewish quarter there), etc. So, in any case, you will not stay hungry. Prices, however, in some places bite a lot, especially where seafood and fresh fish are served. But, I think, it's worth going there sometimes, because they cook dishes from fresh products, and not from semi-finished products. At one of these restaurants, the barker even proudly told us: “We don’t have microwaves - we have cooks! »

By the way, that evening we decided to have dinner in one of the average restaurants. We ordered lamb and veal there - these products seemed to be natural. They also took dumplings (they are called Tortellini there and are the same size as Daria - if someone remembers, there were such small dumplings in the era of the Early Post-Soviet era, I don’t know if they exist now) - obviously semi-finished, they have they sell them in bags in every supermarket. And then the devil pulled me to order a Milanese cutlet. No, the cutlet, of course, turned out to be edible and did not teem with any pathogenic bacteria, but it was an obvious semi-finished product heated in the microwave. But a bubble of Prosecco there cost only 13 (in other restaurants it usually costs more than a twenty, but in a supermarket you can buy it for 5 - 7). Usually even in restaurants they ask if water is needed (a liter costs about a two-piece).

And there they often bring bread as a load, which can cost from 1 to 2.5 per person. However, we have long regarded such a gesture as a tip included in the bill, and do not leave additional ones.

Day 2, Sunday, 5.05. thirteen

The night passed wonderfully: we slept softly, it was warm and quiet enough. There were, of course, individual voices from individual rooms, but what can you do, the soundproofing is so-so.

We didn’t get up very early, but we had time for breakfast (it takes place there from 7 to 10 o’clock). Unfortunately, as it turned out, it fully corresponds to the reviews that we read about it: rather meager and uninteresting: ham, cheese, sausage (all this, I must say, are of below average quality), pastries (some pieces of cakes and croissants - here this is already better), there are all sorts of cereals and pieces of bread for toast, a toaster is also available.


That morning, at first we sat in the room and waited until the weather cleared up, but then we realized that we could sit there all day and decided to go to the station to see how much train tickets to other cities cost. After all, we had Napoleonic plans: to visit Venice, Florence, Pisa and Naples. We were lucky, however, only with Venice, while we did not get to the rest of the cities. Because of which? Well, firstly, because of the same weather, and secondly ...our budget was still not rubber. The first and must-visit city that interested us was Venice, so we decided to find out the prices for it. Tickets can be bought there at the machine (it seems that they accept not only banknotes and coins, but also credit cards) or at the box office, where an electronic queue is organized. There, you first need to go to one of the machines and press the button corresponding to the purpose of contacting the ticket office (purchasing tickets, returning tickets, making claims, etc. ).

The machine issues a ticket with the queue number. These numbers are constantly updated on the scoreboard, and in the same place, when the queue comes up, the number of the window to which you need to go is displayed. Looking ahead, I’ll say that it’s better to buy tickets at the box office, because you can get a good special offer, which we also received later (more on that later). But first we tried to find out in the machine how much a ticket to Venice costs and how much to go there. It turned out to be 3 hours and 40 minutes to go there, and a one-way ticket costs 109 in the first class and 80 in the second. We decided not to take tickets from the machine and did the right thing, then I’ll tell you why. We also looked at tickets to other cities. They didn’t remember the prices, but, in my opinion, a ticket to Pisa cost 22 in the second class, but this is no longer for an ambulance, but for a passenger train.

In general, I think everyone has compiled an approximate picture of the cost of rail transportation, but if you need something specific, then there is always the Internet, where you can not only see the schedule, but also buy a ticket, and, perhaps, much cheaper . We did not purchase tickets online in advance because of the weather. And then suddenly you come - and there it crap from the sky. Money, as they say, down the drain, and even the mood will be lousy.

And another goal for which we went to the station was to buy a SIM card.

LOCAL SIM CARD

Before the flight to Rome, like any decent passenger, I turned off my mobile phone, but upon arrival, when I turned it on, I suddenly discovered that I had forgotten the pin code. Then I seemed to remember it and typed it - incorrectly. Received another - wrong. Well, when I entered the wrong code for the third time, as it should have happened, my SIM card was blocked. By the way, I later remembered the code, but it was too late.


Of course, I later restored it, but it was already upon returning home, where I had the PUK code saved. But after all, even in Italy it was necessary to use something (say, call your beloved wife if we suddenly lose sight of each other, and you never know where else to call). Therefore, we went to the WIND office at the station, and there I bought their SIM card for a chirp, and there was only half a chirp on the account. The store employee demanded a document from me and when asked if a photocopy of the passport would do (we usually carry photocopies of the front pages of passports and valid visas with us, and leave the originals in the room so as not to lose), he answered that only the original was needed. Then I asked if a driver's license would do, and he was fine with it.

A call to Moscow from such a SIM-card will cost about 24 kopecks per minute.

A LITTLE SHOPPING

Although I consider shopping abroad one of the most useless activities, I still accept certain types of it.

Whoever read my last report about Athens remembers that I divide shopping into classic, targeted, casual and forced (their descriptions are also given there). So, at the train station in Rome, we encountered random shopping when we went to the store of the Camicissima chain, where promotions were held, and different from those that are now presented on their website. In general, a man's shirt costs half a dollar there. But if you take two, you get the third as a gift. And there were also windbreaker jackets for the steward, but when purchasing only one jacket, the second one was given as a gift. So for the steward 2 jackets and purchased 5 more shirts (only 266 with a penny turned out). The saleswoman also offered to pick up ties for my shirts (3 ties would have cost 36), but I did not take them. Why the hell take something that I almost never wear?

In general, we limited ourselves to jackets and shirts, and the saleswoman also gave me a tax free check, explained what to do with it at the airport and said that at the address indicated on the check (the check had to be filled out) they should send me a check for the amount of VAT or return this money to the credit card.


Someone may ask, why are you, insolent, buying everything for yourself and yourself, but what about your beloved wife? I hasten to reassure you: on this trip, they bought her 3 bags made of genuine leather, and on past trips, I did not skimp on buying her various trousers that she liked. True, for example, in the Czech Republic, she went shopping and chose them herself. And since this already applies to classic shopping, and I hate shops, at that time I was waiting for her at the bar, drinking Kozlik. And in Mallorca, when we stopped at a pearl factory, we even had to courageously endure and wait for her to choose some kind of pearl jewelry for herself, because.

The cheapest ticket (BIT) there costs 1.5 and is valid for 100 minutes, but you can ride the metro on it only once (with an unlimited number of transfers, of course, within these 100 minutes). If you initially go to the subway using it, then from the moment of composting it will be possible to ride on it for 100 minutes, changing to any other type of transport, but if you initially compost it, say, on a bus, then the same 100 minutes you can ride on it only in ground transport, but you can’t go through it in the subway. By the way, what to do if you enter the transport, say, at some 89th minute of the ticket validity period, and go for another 15-20 minutes? Yes, just punch it again before the expiration of the 100th minute, and it will be valid until the end of the trip.

A BIG ticket costs 6 and from the moment of composting it is valid for all types of transport until the end of the day, i. e. until 24.00 hours.

A BTI ticket costs 16.50 and is valid for all modes of transport until 24.

All sorts of emigrants are often “on duty” at the vending machines, helping visitors (even if no one asks for their help), hoping to steal a coin or two for a tip. From us, they always got only a donut hole, because I know how to use such machines even without them: after all, it is written there how it is done, moreover, in two whole languages ​ ​ u200bu200bthat I understand (Italian and English).

The metro there, as in many other cities of the world, looks simpler than in Moscow, not so pretentious, and the trains themselves, as a rule, are painted with graffiti.

FREE PASS TO METRO


Entering the metro without validating the ticket will be more difficult there than in Moscow: the passages between the turnstiles there are closed with glass doors, which open only after inserting a valid ticket into the turnstile, so it is only possible to jump over with a pole, but, firstly, this too noticeable, secondly, you need a special recess in the floor so that the pole has something to rest against, thirdly, it is not very convenient to carry the pole with you, and fourthly, such jumps require certain athletic skills. But why six? You can follow someone if you want. And if you walk in clothes that you don’t mind throwing away, you can crawl under the doors: the distance seems to allow. However, these actions may lead to ...

FINE FOR TICKETING STAIRWAY

Each ticket has an inscription like do not forget to validate the ticket to save on fines.

And the fines for ticketless travel there range from 100 to 500 +, while the fare is charged. If the fine is paid on the spot, then it is “only” 50 (of course, also + the fare).

Whether it will be possible to get away by acting like a fool and forgetting all languages ​ ​ except Russian (they say that all cops, controllers and other employees in Italy speak English), I don’t know, I haven’t tried it. Yes, we have tickets there, so no one has ever checked.

ROMAN FORUM AND PALATINE

Having reached Kozlizey (Colosseo station, 2 stops from the station on the blue line), we were unpleasantly surprised by the queue at the ticket office, compared to which the mausoleum at Sovka is just fie. However, we noticed that smart people went there using printouts from the Internet and decided to go there the next day, armed with the same "letter".

However, everything turned out to be somewhat simpler: having reached the Roman Forum (or rather, the passage closest to it from Kozlik), we saw a sign directing tourists to the entrance to the Roman Forum and the Palatine and cash desks. I want to emphasize: be sure to pay attention to this sign, as well as signs hanging nearby on the fence in Italian and English, which say that this passage is an EXIT, not an entrance. And it’s very easy to take it for the entrance, which many do, and then, after walking a few hundred meters,

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