Alan and I wanted to kick off our first expedition with a bang...so off to Rome we go! We left on a Friday afternoon for Memmingen Germany, from there we would fly out Saturday morning, ....destination Rome! Some friends had recommended airbnb, which is a site where people can rent out their space; it could be a room in their house or an apartment. We stayed with a lovely German family, they had two young children that were just dolls. We arrived much later then planned, but they still had dinner waiting for us and great conversation. We left just after breakfast and arrived at the airport with 40 minutes to check-in and get to our gate. We arrived just in time to board, so really it worked out perfect, never fun sitting in an airport with young kids.

By the time we arrived at our apartment in Rome we were enervated from the plane, public transportation and walking around trying to find where

we were staying. Alan and I started to have our doubts about how the trip was going to go. We decided to go ahead and dive in with sightseeing; first stop the Pantheon! The ancient Roman architecture of the temple was beautiful! I could have spent hours in there....or rather just a few minutes, thanks to the very small bladder of a three year old. Finding a restroom in Rome is not easy, especially a free one. After finally tracking down a police officer to point us in the right direction, we ran inside and down the very scary stairs to find a bathroom that was less than pleasant. I was getting ready to hold Aria over the toilet, right as she wet her pants. By the time she was all cleaned up and we got back to the temple, it was closed for Mass.


Next, we headed over to the Trevi fountain. On our way we found some pretty neat churches and monuments. Maddy says her favorite part was the churches. She loved looking at all the pictures and trying to guess the story behind them. I am always impressed with the depth of her mind, she can always see the deeper meaning and emotions of things. The fountain was under construction, wish we could have seen it when it was completed, but still pretty cool. Feeling rather tired from the walking, we decided to stop and get some gelato on our way to the Spanish steps. The girls had a blast on the steps, especially Eloise. She loved the attention all the other travelers gave her. She would run across the steps and stop and wave at the people she liked. There were two Asian woman who Eloise just loved and she put on quite the show for them and of course they wanted to take lots of pictures of the little blonde. Then Eloise found a balloon, she would go and hand it to people and act like she was going to leave and then she would run back and get the balloon. This game went of for quite a while. The steps were packed of tourists, which also meant people trying to sell you things. A man kept handing me roses and saying "they free for you" after saying no a million times he broke us down and the girls and I took them, after all the were free, right? Well they might have been free for us girls, but he wanted Alan to pay lol, they were so tricky. I soon realized that you can't even give the sellers eye contact, but I felt awful about that. I kept thinking that these are people, and they're just trying to make a living (even if it is illegal), but everyone treats them so poorly. Anyway, That could be a whole blog on its own.

We read in Rick Steves' travel guide about a great place to eat dinner. After quite some time and a few blocks later, we located the restaurant. We started down the steep steps, when the host looks up and says they're closed. I asked her what time the closed, being that it was only 6:30pm, she then recanted and said they were full. Hmmm we totally got turned away because we had kids and they were even being quiet at the time. We decided to eat outside at the restaurant next door and watch the host welcome many couples after us. The place we ended up eating at turned out to be a much better spot for us anyway and the kids enjoyed sitting outside with the blankets the restaurant provided. We quickly learned that; though the idea of those fancy restaurants sounded nice, they weren't for us. We loved those small mom and pop restaurants. At those restaurants, they loved on our kids and offered them free treats. A place where a spilled drink(s) isn't the apocalypse, is a much more enjoyable meal, despite how many stars it has.



Sunday we spent the day at the Coliseum, the Roman Forum and Capitoline Hill. Wow, so amazing to see so much history in one place! When I read books that are placed in the Roman time period, I have always used my imagination and what I have seen in movies to set up the scene. When I saw it in person, it was all so much grander than I dreamed and I felt so small in comparison to it all. To think of all the tragedy, lives lost and the Christians that were slaughtered for their faith in such a cruel manner, gave it all an unearthly (for a
lack of a better word) feel. Being at the coliseum felt surreal! At times I kept thinking this wasn't authentic
and that these were just great replicas, because there is no way I am really seeing this in person. After the Coliseum, we of course needed to treat ourselves to more gelato and "roam" Rome. We found a few more churches to take a peek at and monuments to take pictures of. Found a great little pasta place to eat at and headed back to our apartment for the night.
We saved Vatican City for last...and mainly because it was one of the few places open on Mondays. Today was the day of tears! I think we were all tired and Eloise was officially done. We first did the Vatican museum, Eloise was very fussy so we backtracked and push our way through shoulder to shoulder traffic to get to the courtyard. We let the girls run around for some time and sat and ate lunch. That alone was enough t


o wear me down. Chasing Eloise around is a full time job and quite a social one at that. She finds the need to stop and say high to everyone around her. She likes to ask complete strangers to hold her and seems to know they'll want to take her picture. We finally make it back into the Vatican museum which leads into the Sistine Chapel. As soon as we enter the very packed Sistine sanctuary Eloise decides it's time to scream as loud as possible. I frantically try to calm her as I get 101 glaring eyes and multiple shushes. I rush out trying my best to calm her down and find that there is no exit anywhere close and my cry baby is equally unwanted in the multiple rooms to follow. I am walking in my best fast mom on a mission pace to get out of this heavy traffic building. With each room that I am forced to leave without so much a glimpse of the beautiful art that took artist like Raphael a decade to paint one room, my heart drops. I then rush into what I'm hoping is my escape and there is a very, very, long hallway and then I got shushed again!.....I wanted to turn to that guard and say "why thank you, why didn't I think of shushing my 14 month old baby and of course she would simply obey. Or maybe I am purposely allowing her to cry so that I can run out of this amazing building and see nothing." No, instead I broke down and bawled. I don't cry much, but when it rains, it pours. Try to calm myself in a corner and convince Eloise to nurse, two guards come all big in tough acting like my baby and I might defacing the wall. I final get out of the building and immediately Eloise stops screaming. Then I break down and cry some more as I realized I missed the painting of The Creation of Adam, by Michelangelo, I have wanted to see that painting so bad since college. I wasn't upset with Eloise, she's baby and I know why she was crying. What upset me so much, besides missing the chapel, was how rude people were being to my baby. We were surrounded by pictures of Christ and pictures depicting His love for children, I would hope that people would have been moved by Christ's love and could have offered me some grace and understanding. Anyway, we survived...kind of lol.

Next we went to the St. Peter's Basilica and WOW, breath taking! I have never in my life been in such a magnificent church or building for that matter. It was so moving and powerful! So much detail in every space, telling the beautiful story of Christ and His disciples. The Statue of Pieta, by Michelangelo was amazing and I found myself tears again. I think just walking into the Church, I could feel my soul stirring. There was a service going on, but I think we missed the Pope.
Before I write this next part, I want to take a moment to say how wonderful Ariana is and that this next part doesn't define her. Ariana is kind, she is great at sharing, quick to give a smile and always full of giggles. She is full of passion and emotions! When she is tired, hungry and just worn out, her passions and emotions can look similar to that of the hulks. With that said, we have the details of the trip home......Tuesday morning Alan and I were up by 3:30am and the kids by 4am. We rushed out the door without breakfast, running to catch our first bus, then from our first bus we had to run to catch our second bus. As soon as we reach our bus, the one that takes us to the airport, Maddy has to go potty. Alan rushes off with her in search of a restroom. While they are gone the bus comes, I quietly start planning how I'm going to stall. Well that is easy enough, because Ariana refuses to get out of the stroller and on to the bus. Alan gets back just in time, with no luck finding a bathroom. So once on the bus, he took her again to go outside just around the corner and
we end up waiting forever on the bus with crappy kiddos. We get to the airport with hardly any time to spare and the boarding pass line is impossibly long. We finally made it through and got to the check-in line and Ariana absolutely refuses to go through. Alan took her out of the stroller and she took off screaming and running across all the lines. Guards were chasing her down and once they picked her up you would think she was being tortured. I grab her and get her through all while she is kicking and screaming and I have Eloise strapped to me, so none of this is easy. Alan gets us checked in and we run to get in line to board the plane. Alan went to run and grab food with Maddy. While in line, with Eloise still strapped to me, Ariana has an all out melt down and keeps trying to run off. By this time I am all out sweating and have apologized to just about everyone around. Alan makes it back in time to head outside for yet another bus to drive us out to the plane. With no surprise Ariana yet again refuses to get off the stroller to get on the plane. The plane ride itself wasn't so bad, just busy with Eloise wanting to wiggle, wiggle. Just as we go down to land the pilot pulls us back up into the air, too much fog to land. He takes us 90 miles away and drops us off at a different airport. Once off the plane, both the girls have a huge melt down over the stroller. I can feel the eyes of everyone on us and we are so tired, with no energy to deal with the fits properly. Before we know it, everyone was on mad rush to the buses that are to take us back to our original airport (90 miles away). It was like we were on the titanic and but instead of women and children first, it was every man for themselves. While we're waiting for the bus, Alan takes Maddy potty and he bought more food and drinks, so that will help make the ride bearable. The bus comes while he is gone and it was mad rush to get on to save a seat. Ariana decides it's a good idea to lay in front of the cargo storage on the bus and scream while people literally trampled her. I kept trying to get her up, but it felt impossible. I somehow get all our stuff on the bus and drag Ariana on the bus. She throws herself on the ground kicking and screaming, while people just walk over her and I can't get to her. Finally get to her, but all the seats are taken but one, I sit and hold her while she screams and kicks and by the time Alan gets on, there is no room on the bus. Alan runs ahead to secure our seats on the next bus and of course Ariana refuses to come and starts running the other way. We finally all get loaded on the bus! In the end the bus ride ended up going pretty smoothly, Maddy slept and Ariana had fun sitting with dad. The drive home felt awesome and I realized we really are a family that should just drive everywhere, flying just isn't worth it.
You may read the crazy parts of your trip and think wow, so not worth it, but I reassure you that it was so worth it. Overall, we had an awesome time and saw some really cool stuff. The two big kids were great for the majority of the trip and Eloise just had that one moment at the Sistine Chapel. This was are first big Europe trip as a family. We have a lot to learn and I feel like with each trip it will get easier. This last Saturday we went to Trier Germany (50 min drive from where we live) and it went really smooth, but that's for another blog. The trip was great, there was tough times and there was fun times....in the end we will never forget it...all I can say for this trip is "When in Rome" :)