The emperor and those who were particularly powerful could enjoy the private rooms. This rule has not changed much until today. The floor of the inner arena was originally covered with a layer of wooden boards, on which the gladiators fought each other or with wild beasts. The wall-like strip structures in the middle and below separated many corridors and rooms under the arena.
That was the small room where the beasts were kept and the corridor where the gladiators went on the field. It was also their final journey in life, because going on the field meant death. The rooms around the corridor were used to raise beasts and for the gladiators to live and train. This was taken on the lower level, where you can see the structure below the arena. People of different levels have different seats.
How many gladiators came here and ended their lives in a tragic way. The ground in the Colosseum has been worn smooth by people walking on it. A close look at the Arch of Constantine. It was late after visiting the Colosseum, so Yun Luo returned to the hotel and went to eat. My first meal in Rome, a large steak + fried potatoes + vegetables + eggs + a large glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.
The total cost was more than 100 euros, which is comparable to the price in France. Did I get ripped off? Reply to BarronyinPosted by BarronyinPosted at: --: Yunluo's Roman Holiday. Anyone who comes to Rome without a princess will have some feelings about Roman Holiday. Today I'll go see some real scenes from Roman Holiday. The Trevi Fountain was fenced off for renovation, so Yunluo didn't take many photos.
Let's go to the Spanish Square first. The goddess used to sit there. Yunluo also thought that when she and her partner come here in the future, she will sit and eat ice cream, and Yunluo will walk down, just like Parker did back then. On the way to the Spanish Square. There are so many people, and the moment Yunluo took the photo is considered to be less crowded. It's a pity that the two towers on the back are under renovation and blocked.
This time I don't have a significant other, so I'll go to the Mouth of Truth. Hepburn's goddess style is clearly displayed there. Passing by Piazza Venezia, a beautiful white building. We are almost at the Mouth of Truth. Many people are queuing. In "Roman Holiday", Peck told Hepburn to put her hand in. If she told a lie, her hand would be bitten off.
In the end, the goddess didn’t dare to reach out. First, here’s a picture of the goddess. Then here’s Yunluo’s. After watching The Mouth of Truth, I went back and encountered a real version of the police catching a thief on the way. It was just like Yunluo seeing Hollande—Yunluo had never seen the police catching anyone in China, and this was the first time he saw the police catching a bad guy. It was abroad again. It seems that many of Yunluo’s “firsts” were abroad. Then, will there be other “firsts”, hahahaha. On the way back, we passed the ruins of the ancient Roman city. Sunset in Rome
Let's go to the Vatican today. When we were almost at St. Peter's Basilica, a band came towards us. The guards of the Vatican St. Peter's Basilica, its dome was designed by Michelangelo. Want to go in? Let's queue up first. This long queue completely scared me. Yunluo couldn't take a full picture of the entire queue of people in St. Peter's Basilica with his iPhone.
There were about 1 person in a row. The length was probably like taking a train, running from the beginning to the end, and then from the end to the beginning. If you want to queue up, you probably have to wait for an hour. At the World Expo in Sihai City, it took an hour to queue up to enter the Saudi Arabia Pavilion. Friends in the Japanese Pavilion must have felt the same way. Yunluo had no choice but to take photos in St. Peter's Square.
I was hesitating whether to queue up to enter the church or visit the Vatican Museum. After taking photos for a while, I made a quick decision: to visit the Vatican Museum. Since I didn't book tickets online in advance, I had to queue for more than an hour before I could enter. I suggest renting a guide in Chinese. Otherwise, I can't understand many exhibits. Yunluo took this photo while standing in the Pine Cone Courtyard.
The huge sculpture in the middle is a bronze pine cone. Another version of The Last Supper. Laocoön is seen in the sculptures of the ancient Roman period. There is also one in the Winter Palace in St. Petersburg. Which one is the original? Yunluo thinks the one in the Vatican is. There is an exhibition hall dedicated to displaying tapestries. This one describes the assassination of Caesar by the political enemies of the Senate.
Caesar, relying on his military exploits and extraordinary political talents, declared himself dictator for life and ruled dictatorially. A group of people who opposed Caesar were afraid that Caesar's monopoly of power would be detrimental to them, so one day they teamed up to assassinate Caesar.
Map Hall. Both sides of this hall are filled with ancient maps. Including maps of Europe and the world, with high accuracy. The map of Italy above is almost the same as the modern map, and the accuracy is amazing. It can be seen how advanced the map surveying and mapping technology in Europe was at that time. The opening of new routes later seemed to be a coincidence with necessity.
Rodin's "The Thinker". A masterpiece by a master. We also visited the Sistine Hall in the middle. The walls and ceilings are all covered with exquisite religious murals. Unfortunately, we were not allowed to take photos. The most shocking one was the "Last Judgment" which was more than 1,000 square meters. There were nearly 100 people in the painting. It took Michelangelo 10 years to complete it alone.
Yunluo couldn't find the right words to describe how stunning this painting and the whole room were. Here is a picture copied from Tencent, you can see how beautiful the frescoes in the Sistine Hall are. I have seen the famous painting "The School of Athens" in the history book in junior high school. It turns out that it is in Raphael's studio in the Vatican Museum. Raphael's most famous work: "The School of Athens".
It is generally recognized that this painting is a work that perfectly embodies the classical spirit during the Renaissance. I saw a lot more later, and they were basically the same as what I had seen in the four major museums before, so I didn't take many photos. This is the spiral staircase that you must pass when leaving the Vatican Museum. After leaving the museum, Yunluo went to St. Peter's Basilica to take a look. The queue was still so long. I accidentally looked at the observation deck on the church - there was no one!
This means that the tourists who queued for countless hours today can only see the church. They can't climb to the top, and then there is nothing to see. It seems that my decision to give up queuing in the morning and go to the museum was really damn wise. I admire myself more and more.
It indicated that we were going to Fiumicino Airport. One person. It took about an hour to get there. The airport is not very big, and there are not many flights. They are quite punctual. When boarding, the beautiful lady at the check-in counter was also responsible for checking boarding passes before boarding. When she saw Yunluo, she asked, "Are you Chinese?"
Yunluo handed over her boarding pass and said yes. She smiled and said thank you and goodbye in Chinese. Yunluo also said goodbye in Chinese. It was only a three-hour international flight, and the food on Aeroflot was pretty good. Beans and beef rice, cold minced meat, cookie bars, etc. For convenience, the Moscow Youth Hostel that Yunluo booked was in the same location as the Apple Hostel that Yunluo stayed at two years ago.
Even the door code has not changed, it's just renamed FridayHostel. I was familiar with the route and didn't need to look at the map. No navigation, no asking, everything depended on memory. There were not as many guests this time as before. The MM at the front desk was a very quiet, typical Russian beauty.
She spoke softly. There was also a nice lady in the hostel. Although she didn't speak English, she greeted Yunluo and An Chuyu with a smile. The name of the hostel was Friday Hostel, so every Friday the lady would make cookies for everyone to eat for free. Two years ago, Yunluo stayed in Moscow for N days, and the Kremlin was closed for N days.
The day Yunluo left, the gate opened. I hope I won't suffer the same fate again this time. Yunluo got up early today just to get into the Kremlin early. Once again, I walked along the path I walked on before; once again, Yunluo walked to Red Square; once again, Yunluo saw a scene that frightened Yunluo: Red Square was surrounded by metal fences again.
There were many policemen at the fence. It was exactly the same as two years ago. Oh my God, you can't do this to Yunluo. Do you have to say ByeBye to the Kremlin again? With a glimmer of hope, Yunluo walked over to ask if the Kremlin would open the door. The policeman said in not very fluent English.
Red Square. Close, Kremlin, open. Open! Open! The Kremlin open is even more exciting than the AVOpen of Cang XX teacher + Xiao X Maria teacher. It seems that this trip to Moscow is not in vain. Just as he was about to leave, several Chinese aunts asked Yunluo if he was Chinese, and Yunluo said yes.
The aunts asked how to get to Red Square and the Kremlin, and Yunluo immediately pointed them in the direction. The aunts were very happy and said that Yunluo and An Chuyu also wanted to go, so why not go together. Yunluo agreed. It turned out that the aunts came by themselves. They couldn't speak Russian or English. They asked a Chinese couple before, but the couple's attitude was very impatient.
There was no clear direction for the aunties. Seeing Yunluo was so friendly, the aunties said they would follow Yunluo. Haha. Yunluo became a tour guide. Since he had done his homework two years ago, Yunluo could answer a few questions about Red Square and the Kremlin. After walking to the ticket office, the aunties said they would buy Yunluo's ticket together.
Yunluo wanted to give them money but they refused. Finally, we are going to enter the Kremlin! The Three Saints and One Tower is the main entrance of the Kremlin. The tower is under renovation. It doesn't matter. I took a picture of it two years ago. I know what you look like. There are several churches in the Kremlin where Putin works. The exterior and interior are similar.
This is the Archangel Church. On the right is the Ivan the Great Bell Tower, which can be visited at several times every day, but unfortunately the tickets for today's summit have been sold out. Below the bell tower is the King of Bells. The King of Bells, also known as the "Tsar Bell", is the largest bell in the world and was cast in 1861-1870. It is more than 10 meters high and weighs more than 10 tons. It is covered with exquisite carvings.
Before the bell king had time to hang it up, a fire broke out. The bell had already been burned very hot. People poured water to put out the fire, but due to the sudden change of temperature, a piece of the bell body collapsed. Even a piece of the fragment weighed tons. Due to the damage, the bell can no longer ring. It can only be placed here for people to appreciate.
After looking at the bell king, let's look at the cannon king. The cannon king weighs tons and has a caliber of meters. It was the largest cannon in the world at that time. There are four shells piled in front of the cannon, each weighing about tons. There are exquisite carvings on the cannon body and the gun carriage. Because this cannon is too large and too heavy, it has no practical value, so it has never been used. In other words.
The Cannon King never fired a pao (10,000 words omitted here, Yunluo knows you are evil) The handsome police uncle always uses whistles and shouts to remind tourists not to step into the prohibited area. I didn't buy a ticket to visit the Ivan the Great Bell Tower. The Holy Trinity Tower is both the entrance and the exit. After visiting the Kremlin, the aunties are ready to go back and rest.
Invite Yunluo to have dinner together, but Yunluo said no. The aunties said it was rare to meet a Chinese person who was so enthusiastic, and they must have dinner together. And one of the aunties needed to withdraw cash from an ATM with a UnionPay logo on Arbat Street (the aunties' cards were all UnionPay, not VISA or Master).
It's a pity that I can't understand Russian or English. Yunluo said, "Let me help you." At a restaurant on Arbat Street, the aunt ordered a lot of dishes and ate very full. She barely finished the meal. After the meal, Yunluo accompanied the aunt to get the money. After the meal was successfully completed, everyone waved goodbye. The aunts were all over fifty years old, but they all had young hearts.
I wish them a happy time and happiness every day. The younger they get, the younger they become. The equestrian statue of General Zhukov on the north side of Red Square. The Tomb of the Unknown Soldier + the Eternal Flame. "Lenin" and "Stalin" also went into the sea to make money. After visiting the Kremlin, this European trip ended perfectly. Take the subway to the Belorussky Railway Station and take the Airport Express.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Passing Mayakovsky Station. When checking in, Yunluo asked for a window seat in the back row. The check-in lady said all full. After the overbooking experience in Singapore last year, Yunluo was too lazy to talk and waited for her to solve the problem. Sure enough, a boarding pass was printed for Yunluo a while later. Seat C was closer to the front.
Yunluo didn't realize what "front" meant at the time, so he didn't pay much attention to it. After boarding the plane, he found that C was a seat relatively front (nonsense!). Behind Yunluo was a partition, and on the other side of the partition was the ordinary economy class - do you understand? Yunluo was upgraded to the premium economy class. I have sat in this seat so many times, and finally encountered this once.
There is plenty of legroom. There is a legrest under the seat. Menu. The main dish ordered by Yunluo is duck breast, which is delicious, especially the sauce, which is superb. Other side dishes are cold beef, salad, dessert, and bread. Yunluo was watching a Hong Kong drama while waiting for the flight. He didn't want to sleep on the plane. He kept watching. The flight was an hour long. When Yunluo finished watching, he looked up and saw that he was almost there.
After a short nap, it was time for breakfast. Yunluo saw porridge on the menu and thought it was the same as the porridge from Cathay Pacific when he came back from the United States last time, so he ordered it. But it turned out to be dry! Dry! Can this be called porridge? Okay, cultural differences. But the two pieces of dried almonds were quite delicious, but it was a pity that there were only two pieces, haha. Thursday morning. Frankfurt Airport.
Looking out from the cabin, the surroundings were a blurry deep blue, and the sun was rising from the horizon. Yunluo slept comfortably on the nine-hour international flight, carrying two backpacks, one large and one small. Following the flow of people into the immigration hall. Sleepily queuing in front of the immigration counter, the customs officer asked Yunluo how many days he would stay and which cities he would visit.
There were no extra requests to see the hotel reservation or return flight tickets. After entering the country easily, Yunluo realized that he had arrived in Germany - alone, for the first time going abroad alone, to a German-speaking world. Holding the Deutsche Bahn Pass that he had booked in China, he was a little hesitant at the entrance of DB. There were people asking for advice at all four counters. Yunluo was on the far left.
The customer on the far right was a Chinese who spoke fluent German. For a moment, she wanted to go forward and ask for help, but was interrupted by the staff's "hello". She was the first German Yunluo had met. She was in her forties, slightly plump, with reddish-brown shoulder-length curly hair, and looked a bit serious in her work clothes. Yunluo handed her the passport and pass.
She skillfully filled in and stamped the form for Yunluo. Yunluo asked where to get to Koblenz by train. She printed out a train schedule, circled the destination, platform and time with a pen, and gestured to Yunluo to go down the escalator at the door to wait for the train. When Yunluo said thank you, she also smiled at Yunluo. Tips: Foreign currency exchange and ATM machines are distributed in every terminal of Frankfurt Airport.
After getting off the plane and going through customs, the next floor is the baggage claim area. The light rail line S and is located on the underground floor of Terminal 1 (the floor below the baggage claim area), which can reach Frankfurt Main Train Station Hbf (transfer to various transportation hubs). The first city I stayed in Germany was Koblenz. It only takes more than an hour to take a train from Frankfurt Airport to Koblenz.
European train stations only have platforms but no ticket gates. Only CLASS or reserved seats can be seated according to the number. Others can sit when there is an empty seat after getting on the train. The train door will only open when you press the button manually, so don't wait for the door to open automatically. I chose a window seat and wrote the date on the pass. After the train stopped at a few stations.
Finally, I saw the legendary ticket inspector. He "clicked" the date on Yunluo's ticket. Seeing Yunluo, a foreign girl, taking the train, she asked Yunluo where she was going and reminded Yunluo about what time to get off. I arrived at the hotel in Koblenz before nine o'clock, and there was a vacancy so I could check in early. After putting away my luggage, Yunluo took the train to Mainz again.
Mainz is the capital and largest city of the German state of Rhineland-Palatinate. It is located opposite the estuary where the Main and Rhine rivers meet, and is relatively close to Frankfurt. It is a university town with many churches and palaces. If you walk straight out of the train station and go up the slope, you will see St. Stephen's Cathedral. The most charming scenery is from Russia.
Jewish art master Marc Chagall painted a brilliant stained glass window in his twilight years based on stories from the Old and New Testaments. The deep blue is mixed with green, yellow and red tones, making the place full of mystery and a medieval texture. It is a symbol of the reconciliation between Judaism and Christianity. (~^~)