Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Nantes, the Magical City

Cathedral.
We got back from Italy, and we had the travel bug! No, no, we didn't eat anything nasty or sit next to infected people on the plane--we just wanted to see more of the world! Thus, Aaron started some research on northwest France and found Nantes, a city that many people had suggested we visit and that's about an hour and fifteen minute train ride from Rennes. We plotted our trip wisely, staying home and sleeping in on Veteran's/Remembrance Day, and going overnight from Saturday to Sunday. We stayed at a very inexpensive one-star hotel, the Hotel Saint Patrick. It was a little rough around the edges, but clean (which is important) and amazingly-well sound-proofed (which is even more important when you're staying in the center of the sixth-largest city in France!). The desk clerk was also quite friendly. As Lisa said, the place had a kind of Hotel Conneaut feel to it, which was nice.

Castle, with moat, without alligators.
We should have gone to this
museum before making cookies.
Nantes was the historic seat of the Dukes of Brittany (the region where we live), although since the 1960s, Nantes has been located in a different administrative region (the Pays de la Loire) and so Rennes has been the capital of Brittany. It's confusing, I know, but the point is that Nantes has a lot of historic Breton sites, including the Castle of the Dukes of Brittany. It's a pretty big space, but it's not the sort of medieval castle you might expect. It was finished in the late 15th century and then, shortly after completion, the Duke of Brittany was defeated by the King of France and his duchy absorbed into France, meaning the Dukes never really got to enjoy the current incarnation of their castle. Today, the castle houses a the city history museum and it's got everything from ancient Roman artifacts to relics of the African slave trade (Nantes was one of the major ports on the west coast of France for slave-trading) to pictures of wealthy 18th-century merchants to models of the many important ships that sailed out of Nantes. After a while, the whole thing just became overwhelming. If I was a citizen of Nantes and had been doing a school report on the city's history, it would have been great. For tourists, it was a little much to take.
What happens when your
country has a revolution...

Next to the castle is the cathedral. Like the castle, the cathedral was begun in the mid-15th century but it took 457 years to finish! It's mostly in a typical French Gothic style but one of the more interesting things is that you can still see parts of the medieval church that were defaced during the French Revolution. The revolutionaries weren't fans of the Catholic Church and made no effort to hide that fact.

Yes, that is a magical, life-sized elephant
coming our way!
In addition to being the home of the Dukes of Brittany, Nantes is also the home of Lefevre-Utile cookies (like the "Little Schoolboy" cookies they sell in the US) and of Jules Verne. The old 19th-century LU factory is no longer used, but it still exists. Jules Verne, too, is not around. However, there is something called the Machines of the Isle of Nantes which is a huge artistic and tourist project housed in one of the old shipyards along the river that's a mix of Jules Verne and Leonardo da Vinci. The Machines are giant metal and wood mechanisms that have a sort of 1890s aesthetic to them. The project was started in 2007 and they've only completed the Great Elephant so far. It's 36 feet tall and weighs 45 tons. Several times a day,
The LU cookie tower. Go to your 
local store and pick up a box of 
"Petit Ecolier."
 it takes passengers on a 45-minute ride. They're currently working on a carousel of underwater creatures that will be almost 75 feet high. Many of the creatures are on display and every 15 minutes or so, technicians demonstrate how they work. It's all pretty amazing stuff and it's definitely worth the price of admission!

What happens when another country 
tries to have a revolution...
Perhaps because of its size or because of its history as a major port, Nantes is home to numerous ethnic restaurants, more so than Rennes. For dinner, we ate at a very good Indian place. Not far away, in the Place Royale, a local branch of the Occupy Wall Street movement had set up a small camp of tents and renamed the plaza the Place du Peuple. It was a very small camp and it didn't seem like anyone was really being bothered by it (unlike in the US, apparently). On Sunday morning, we had a more traditional French breakfast at La Cigale, a historic brasserie still decorated in a late 19th-century style with lots of frescoes, mirrors, and glazed tiles. The breakfast was very good (brioche, toast, small pain au chocolat, chocolate pound cake, caramel sauce, apple spread, and strawberry jam) but I think I like American breakfast more. I prefer having lots of protein and starch (eggs, bacon, and potatoes) to the sweet, sugary French breakfast. Fun cultural exchange that happened at each restaurant (note that translations include compensation for facial expression and tone of voice):
The only place that's ever sold hot chocolate that defeated me.
Waiter: Bonjour. Vous avez réservé?
Translation: Hello.  Are you complete idiots?
Us: Bonjour.  Non.
Translation: Hello.  Why, yes, yes we are.
Waiter: D'accord. Vous pouvez vous asseoir ici ou là ou là....
Translation: Ok, well then, you can sit at any of the empty tables which are all of them in the whole restaurant.
Us: Merci. Vous êtes très gentil.
Translation: Um, ok?

Church of Saint Nicolas.
Also before we left on Sunday, we visited two more churches, the Church of Saint Nicolas and the Church of the Holy Cross. Saint Nicolas was just around the corner from our hotel, and when we got there, Mass was starting. We decided to stay for that and even though it was all in French, I think I actually got most of what was being said. The Church of the Holy Cross was mostly built in the 19th century so it's much less Gothic than the other two churches we visited. Mass had ended not too long before and the priest was still milling about. As we were looking around, he came over and introduced himself and welcomed us to his church. Lisa noted later that he was the first priest in this country who has actually had a conversation with us - not even the priests at the church in our town have done that on the occasions we've gone. It was certainly a positive note on which to end our visit to Nantes.

What happens when Aaron looks for lunch-seating...
Bonus picture: Funny British man riding a flying fish.

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Thanksgiving is (not such) a moveable feast

Our Feast.
As almost all Americans know, Thanksgiving is a moveable feast, taking place on the fourth Thursday of November each year.  Thus, like Easter, its date can change.  Because of that, we decided earlier this year that we would move ours and let our Thanksgiving celebration only be at a friend's house and ignore the need to celebrate on Thanksgiving Day.  However, when we woke up on Thursday, it still felt like Thanksgiving, thousands of miles from the United States though we are.

We had to work a full day, but I had some free time in the afternoon.  Because of my experience creating masterpieces with Laura with only a toaster oven in our dorm room, I was able to pull off a Thanksgiving feast in just three hours with two burners, a toaster oven, and Aaron's tolerance of my pursuit of making my favorite holiday happen on the proper day.  We invited our fellow lecturer, and he considered coming, but sleep ended up taking most of his day away.  We've been working hard the past few weeks!

We have a lot to be thankful for this year: a healthy life, our marriage, our family and friends, our beautiful wedding celebration where we got to spend so much time with our family and friends, living together, having an adventure in Europe, employment, Skype, being able to come home for the holidays....and the list could go on and on.

We sat down to our meal of:
Ex-pat Cranberry Sauce and Aaron's Dinner.
  • turkey scaloppini for Aaron
  • vegetarian gravy for both of us
  • mashed potatoes
  • sweet potatoes for me
  • green bean casserole
and Aaron said his family's special Thanksgiving prayer.  Then we shared what we were both most thankful for this year, and that was having each other.  We got to talk to my family and Aaron's on the phone and on Skype, and we were very happy to see so many faces even if it was for a short time!

We are still going to our friend Todd's house for dinner tonight, and we look forward to continuing the celebration.  Next week, the department is also celebrating, so this is a week-long event for us.  I am very happy to be able to share my favorite holiday with so many people.

We look forward to seeing you all soon!  Happy Thanksgiving!

**You can click on the words in color for the recipe! We'll try to get the ones without a link up soon, so you can check back for those if you want.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Rome: The Janiculum and Getting Home

The Centro.
The last stop on our circle tour of Rome is the Janiculum Hill. This hill is west of Trastevere (so across the river from the city center and even further away than Trastevere is) and it's primarily a residential part of the city. There's not much to see or do here but I wanted to go for one reason: this is where the Centro (where Aaron learned all about classics on site as a senior in college and where he first learned to love Rome) is located and I wanted to re-visit my old stomping grounds.

The park at dusk.
The day we got to the Janiculum, we arrived at sort of a strange time. We had taken the bus from the Bocca della Verità across the river and up the hill (it would have been a very long walk with lots of stairs, besides!) and we got there around 5 pm. That meant the sun was already setting and dusk was settling in. But I took Lisa past the Centro to show her where I lived then we continued up the street to the Villa Doria Pamphili. Originally a seventeenth-century suburban villa it's now the largest landscaped park in Rome. Unfortunately, because it was getting dark, we didn't go very far into the park, but at least Lisa got to see the place where I enjoyed many a weekend lunch.

Speaking of lunch, we walked back past the Centro towards the bus stop in order to go to Pizzeria da Simone, my favorite pizzeria in Rome and the place where I bought almost all of my lunches on Saturdays and Sundays at the Centro (we weren't provided with meals on weekends and we weren't allowed to use the Centro's kitchens to cook for ourselves). Even though it was only about 5:30 (and it seemed a little early for dinner), we got some pizza. It was just as good as I remember it - the only difference that I noticed in the place is that they seem to have expanded the little store-front shop. Afterwards, we got gelato at Miami Gelateria, one of the two neighborhood gelateria I used to frequent.

It was really pretty amazing how little appeared to have changed there in eight years. The neighborhood wine-store was still there, as was the barber shop, the Sicilian restaurant, the pharmacy, and the bar. Other than the slightly larger pizzeria, the only change I really noticed is that the local bank had changed its name. It was almost like stepping back in time to my senior year of college - except now I was with my wife!

Wait, that's not Aaron!
Since this was our last night in Rome, Lisa suggested walking down into Trastevere for a glass of wine at a cafe (as noted in our first entry on Rome). I'm very proud that I managed to successfully find the way from the Centro down the hill to Trastevere in the dark. This is a route that I took every Saturday and Sunday night in order to find a restaurant for dinner but if I had to draw the route on a map, I couldn't do it. Finding our way into Trastevere was something that all of us Centristi did by feel, rather than by certain geographical knowledge. Fortunately, I remembered that feeling well enough to find the way with only one wrong turn - and I could tell almost immediately that it was a wrong turn because it didn't feel right! It was reassuring to know that my brain still possessed that sense of feeling.

As we prepare to end the entries on our honeymoon, we thought we ought to sum up our trip in food...

Typical breakfast (near the convent).
Lunch (on the road, pizza al taglio).

Dinner (Osteria dei Pontifici).
Dessert (near the Pantheon). You
must go to know Valhrona's splendor.

Thus concludes our honeymoon in Rome. One brief word about getting home, though. As I said in the first entry, Rocco had arranged to meet us at the convent on Friday morning and sure enough, he was there waiting for us when we came back from our morning foray into the city. On the way to the airport, he explained that he wasn't technically on duty, meaning he wasn't supposed to be transporting paying passengers, just friends and family. He therefore had me sit in the front with him so that if we were stopped by the police, he could say that I was his friend and he was driving us to the airport for free. (He learned halfway through the ride to the airport that his dear friend Aaron could actually only understand about a third of what he said, as it was all in French). Similarly, as we entered the airport, he said we should get our
A view of the lemon trees in the courtyard
as we left the convent.
money out to pay him now because he couldn't stop in the taxi area and leisurely drop us off since he wasn't on duty - he'd have to pull into the normal passenger drop-off area. Ah, Italians and their casual disregard for rules and regulations, right? Also on the cab ride, Lisa explained to Rocco that I was applying for a job at the Centro for next year and he was very excited to hear that we might be living in Rome (although he admitted he doesn't really like the ancient part of Rome and was never very good with Roman history when he was in school!). He then informed us that he and his wife own an apartment across the street from their house in Trastevere that they rent out and he'd be happy to rent it to us if we moved to Rome. He even went so far as to give us his wife's cell phone number so we could call her and ask about renting it if we wanted! Much like our entry to Rome, then, it was a very pleasant ride to end our time in the city. Perhaps next time we visit Rome, we'll have to call Rocco in advance (we have his card and cell number) to see if he can pick us up at the airport again to help us start things off on the right foot!


Happiness on the last morning.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Rome: The Vatican

Just one small part of the line...everyone
wants in--from brides to musicians! Buy
your ticket online and miss all that.
St. Peter's, looking rather mythical in the
hazy distance.
Shocking, Lisa liked the
laughing guys best.
Along with the ancient Roman ruins, the Vatican is the top tourist attraction in Rome. It consists, I would say, of two main parts: the Vatican Museums and St. Peter's Basilica. We went to the Vatican Museums on the morning of our third day in Rome and we booked our tickets on-line so we wouldn't have to wait in line at the entrance (which I highly recommend). You could spend days in the Vatican Museums, but because of the other things we wanted to do, we only spent a morning there. First, we saw hundreds of ancient Roman sculptures. There are so many that most aren't even labeled. (If you're wondering how the Vatican got so many, I can tell you, thanks to an informative plaque in the museum. When Napoleon conquered Italy in the early 19th century, part of the treaty he made with the Pope was the right to remove any of the Pope's ancient sculptures that he wanted. Needless to say, he took everything he could and deposited it in the Louvre. To make up for the loss, once the French left Italy, the Pope issued a decree that all aristocrats living in and around Rome must register their collections of ancient sculptures with the Pope and the Pope had the right to confiscate anything he wanted in order to re-build the museum's collection. Classy!)

Aaron and his hero Augustus. Aren't they cute?
I was most excited to see the Primaporta Augustus (again, I really like Augustus!), a statue which was undergoing conservation during my first stay in Rome, meaning I was unable to see it then. The best part about this, according to Lisa, who is still writing in italics in these entries, is that after she took the picture of Aaron, another young classics scholar asked Aaron to take a picture of him with the statue. Bonding at its finest. After the sculpture rooms, you start going through the Renaissance papal apartments and offices, which include numerous amazing frescoes, including the Gallery of Maps (a long hallway painted with maps of all the regions of Renaissance Italy), the Borgia Apartments, and the Raphael Rooms (which include Raphael's famous The School of Athens depicting all the philosophers of ancient Greece that he could think of!).
School of Athens, Aaron looking odd.
The highlight of the Vatican Museums is the Sistine Chapel. It's really an amazing artistic achievement, particularly the way that Michelangelo painted figures on some of the stone piers supporting the ceiling. Up close, they look rather distorted, but as you move away into the chapel, they start to look as if they're coming out of the wall at you. (Unfortunately, we don't have any pictures because you're not allowed to take pictures in the Sistine Chapel and they're serious about it. They had three guards constantly shouting things like "No foto!" and "Silencio!" One guard even circulated through the crowd, pulling on people's arms if it looked like they were trying to take a picture! Here is a link from Aaron's grandmother if you want a virtual tour: http://www.vatican.va/various/cappelle/sistina_vr/index.html.)

Main Sanctuary of St. Peter's.
We did the Basilica of St. Peter's the next morning because we thought trying to do that and the Vatican Museums on the same day might be a little much. As Lisa has said, St. Peter's is like six or eight of the biggest churches you've ever seen surrounding the biggest church you can imagine. It's huge and full of colored marble and sculptural works. One of the most impressive things are the pictures in some of the side aisles. At first, they look like paintings, but when you get closer you realize they're actually mosaics made up of thousands of little tiles. But the coloring is such that they're unbelievably detailed, especially for mosaics. The front part of the church was closed off for some reason when we were there, but we got to see most of the side chapels and the main aisle. I think it's all a little overwhelming, but then again, I suppose that's the point: to impress you with the power, grandeur, and wealth of the Catholic Church.

One of the mosaics.
A closing note on St. Peter's. The current basilica is the third church on the site. The first church was a small shrine built in the first or second centuries AD to mark the burial place of St. Peter's (who is supposed to have been crucified by the Emperor Nero in the emperor's private circus on the site of the current basilica). In the early fourth century AD, the Emperor Constantine, after converting to Christianity, constructed a larger basilica on the site of the shrine. The current basilica was conceived in the late 15th century to replace Constantine's now-dilapidated church. It took over 120 years and 21 popes to complete the basilica. One way to help fund this massive project was the selling of indulgences, particularly in German. The practice of selling indulgences, of course, is part of what led Martin Luther to post his 95 thesis on the doors of the church at Wittenburg. So, indirectly, we can thank the decision of Pope Julius II to rebuild St. Peter's with starting the Protestant Reformation.

The front of St. Peter's. The dome is difficult to see from the piazza because
Maderno's facade was added afterwards (1614).
Michelangelo's dome (completed 1590), as seen from near our convent.

Monday, November 21, 2011

Rome: Surrounding the Ancient Center

Since you've now seen the ancient center of Rome, we'll take you on our walking tour around it.

Santa Maria di Loreto
(aka Mary in a papoose).
Click to enlarge.
On the north side of the Forum of Trajan (one of the Imperial Fora) are two small round churches, both of which we decided to visit while we were in the area. One of them is Santa Maria di Loreto, which included a chapel with a fairly modern statue of what appeared to be Mary in a papoose. We have no idea what the meaning of this statue is (nor can we find anything about it on-line), but Lisa says its one of the coolest thing she saw in Rome.

Circus Maximus.
South of the Palatine (the posh place to live in Republican Rome, then the area of the imperial palace complex in the empire), we could see the Circus Maximus, the site of chariot races in ancient Rome. When I lived in Rome eight years ago, it was just a large green park for joggers and dog-walkers, but today it appears to have been taken over by the Carabinieri (Italy's national police force) for some reason. They had helicopters, planes, tanks, and trucks on display there but I have no idea why.


We told the truth, so we kept our hands!
The inside of S. Maria in
Cosmedin was equally
worth seeing!

We did two other things of interest near the Palatine and the Circus Maximus. First, we visited the Bocca della Verità ("the Mouth of Truth"), also immortalized in Roman Holiday. It's a large stone face (probably a medieval drain-spout) in the porch of the church of S. Maria in Cosmedin. According to legend, you put your hand in the mouth, someone asks you a question, and if you're lying it bites off your hand. There were many Japanese tourists there when we stopped by and I also don't remember there being a security guard and metal gates to form lines when I went eight years ago. Still, we got our picture there.

San Nicolas in Carcere.
Sanctuary, San Nicolas in Carcere.
Substructure of ancient temples.
The other thing we did was to go inside the church of San Nicolas in Carcere. This is located between the Bocca della Verità and the Capitoline (the site of the largest and oldest temple in Rome). It's built on top of an ancient Roman temple and in fact, you can see from the outside how the columns of the temple were incorporated into the exterior wall. Inside, it's a perfectly normal Roman church, but you can go down into the crypt for two euros a person. I initially didn't want to do this (I thought there were more interesting things to see elsewhere), but Lisa suggested we ask the care-taker if we could go down. He said we could (although he seemed a little put out by it), he opened the gate, and he led us (and three other Italians) down. At first, it seemed like a small, normal crypt, without much to see, and it was rather disappointing. Then, the caretaker disappeared through another door, marked with a sign that said, "If you want to go past this point, you must pay 5 euros." We thought, great, another scam to get us to part with more money. However, everyone followed the caretaker and he didn't ask for more money. Behind the door, we were led into an excavated area under the church where we could see the actual foundations of the second-century BC temple the church is built on as well as the two temples on either side of it. The guide led us all around the exterior walls of the church, showing us the foundations, the columns, and other architectural fragments from the ancient temples. There were also maps and descriptions set up at various places, which helped immensely since he only spoke in Italian, making it hard for us to follow his description. Regardless, I thought it was one of the coolest things we did in Rome, so thanks, Lisa, for insisting on going down!
Original Roman pavement in the crypt of San Nicolas. The
ground level was much lower in ancient times.


Pyramid of Cestius.
Cat, directions to graves.
Further south from that, we walked to the Pyramid of Cestius, the grave of a late first-century BC aristocrat who really like Egypt and wanted his grave to be in the shape of a big pyramid. The real reason I wanted to go there, though, is because it's connected to the Non-Catholic Cemetery in Rome which is another cat sanctuary (I wanted to be sure Lisa got her fill of cats! Lisa thinks this is because he fears she will adopt a French one if he doesn't find others for her to visit.). Unfortunately for her, there weren't as many cats there as in Largo Argentina, but fortunately for us, we were able to see the graves of the poets Shelley (who, unfortunately for him, died at sea off the coast of Italy) and Keats (who, also unfortunately, died of tuberculosis in Rome).

Pottery on the Monte Testaccio.
On the way back up into Trastevere for dinner, we passed Monte Testaccio, which was formed between the first century BC and the third century AD entirely out of broken pottery. It stands near the Tiber River at the point where 70-liter clay jugs of imported olive oil were unloaded from ships, poured into smaller containers, then stored. Once the large 70-liter jugs were emptied, they were broken down and dumped in the carefully organized trash pile of Monte Testaccio which is 115 ft high and contains an estimated 53 million olive oil jugs. That means that in the third century AD, Rome was importing about 7.5 million liters of olive oil a year! Also, according to Wikipedia, in the 19th century, caves were dug into the hill in order to keep wine cool during the hot Roman summers. The porous structure of the hill, made up as it is of pottery sherds, created a kind of ventilation system that kept the interior cool. It kind of makes you wonder what people two thousand years from now will be doing with our garbage heaps, doesn't it?

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Rome: The Ancient Center

Statue of Marcus Aurelius
on the Capitoline Hill.
First off, be prepared for a history lesson as you read this blog! (Or, of course, you can just look at the pretty pictures. And remember, if you just want to see those, you can click on any of them to enlarge them and then click through them all.) We began our tour of the ancient center on the Capitoline Hill on November 1 (All Saints' Day), which is a national holiday in Italy. Therefore, they had shut down the Via dei Fori Imperiali (the large wide street running between the Colosseum and the Capitoline) to cars in order to turn it into a large pedestrian area for the day. And boy, were people taking advantage of that! The Capitoline Hill was the site of the largest and oldest temple in Rome, the Temple of Jupiter Optimus Maximus, and is now the site of a museum and the huge Victor Emmanuel monument (dedicated to the first king of the united Italy and pictured in the previous blog entry as the sign to restrooms in Rome).

Climbing the Palatine, one can see the foundations and
segments of the wall of the imperial palace.
From there we went to the Palatine Hill (we certainly got our exercise in that day!), which in Roman mythology, was the location of the cave where Romulus and Remus (the twin founders of Rome) were nursed by a wolf after being abandoned. Archaeologists have found evidence of human habitation on the Palatine dating to about 1000 BC. In the Roman Republic (5th century to 1st century BC), the Palatine was home to many aristocrats and Augustus, the first emperor, had a house here. After his death, emperors continued to live on the Palatine, adding more land and buildings to house the various imperial offices until the whole hill was the residence of the emperor. Hence our English word, palace.

Hippodrome, Palatine Hill.

This next picture is the so-called "Hippodrome" (because it looks like a horse-racing track) in the part of the palace built by Domitian in the 90s AD. It's not clear what this was used for, but we know it wasn't for horse-racing. It was probably a huge sunken garden.











Foundations and walls of the Severan Palace.
Still climbing, we came to the foundations and walls of the Severan part of the palace, built by the Severan family of emperors in the early third century AD. As the hill had become too small to house all the bureaucrats vital to running the empire, the emperors extended the palace off the hill into the plain below by constructing several-story-high buildings on the plain that connected with the structures on the hill.

Baths of Caracalla.
Looking out, we caught a view from the Palatine looking towards the Baths of Caracalla (built in the early third century AD). This is one of my favorite sites in Rome, but unfortunately, we didn't have time to go there. Aaron talked about how much he loved this place, and thus Lisa will always remember it as the place we didn't go.

We made a stop for some of Rome's abundant water supply with all that walking! Climbing down the north-west side of the Palatine leads to the Forum Romanum, the "downtown" area of the ancient city. Located in a depression between the Palatine and Capitoline Hills, the Forum was originally the city's main commercial, political, and judicial center. People could buy food here, watch trials being conducted, and hear the recent business of the Senate (citizens could not attend Senate meetings but could wait outside the building to hear the results of debates). Over time, it became packed with monuments and temples erected by various politicians and emperors.

The Arch of Titus over the entrance to the Forum Romanum. It was built by Emperor Domitian in about 82 AD to commemorate the victory of his brother, the late Emperor Titus, over the rebellious Jews in 70 AD. Part of the carvings depict the carrying of the spoils of war from Jerusalem into Rome, including the Menorah from the Temple in Jerusalem. Click to see the detail.
This is one of the first major ruins you see on the left side of the Forum, the Temple of Castor and Pollux.




This is part of the Temple of the Deified Julius Caesar, which faces the main square of the Forum. This particular column base is thought to mark the spot where Caesar's body was cremated following his assassination. As you can see, people still lay flowers there in his honor.


View from the Temple of the Deified Julius Caesar across the Forum. The big building in the background is actually on the Capitoline Hill so you can see how the Forum runs right up to the foot of the hill.

A view just to the right of the one above, this one shows the triumphal Arch of Septimius Severus, dedicated in AD 203 to mark Severus' victories over the Parthians in modern-day Iraq.

Continuing around the north-west side of the Forum, this is taken from the front of the Senate House at the north-east corner of the Forum (near the Arch of Septimius Severus) looking across the main square.
The Basilica Nova, north-east of the Forum on the main road out towards the Colosseum. This was begun by the Emperor Maxentius in AD 308 and completed by Emperor Constantine in AD 312 after he defeated Maxentius. It was the largest building in the Forum and this picture gives you a good sense of its overwhelming size.


Between the Forum and the Colosseum is the Temple of Venus and Roma, a huge double temple begun by the Emperor Hadrian in AD 121.

This is a view from the Colosseum looking back towards the Forum. The street on the right side of the picture is the Via Sacra, the main entrance to the Forum. On the left is the Arch of Constantine built to commemorate his victory over Maxentius. Much of its sculptural elements were removed from older arches and put on this arch. In the center of the picture is the round base which once supported a colossal statue of the Emperor Nero (later changed to an image of the sun god after Nero's death). The name "Colosseum" actually derives from this Colossus and didn't originally refer to the size of the Colosseum at all!

In the first and second centuries AD, several emperors constructed new fora that extended north and east off the original Forum Romanum. The purpose of these new fora (the Imperial Fora, as they're called) was, first, to demonstrate the power and wealth of the emperor and, second, to provide more public space to conduct trials and official business. This is a picture of part of the Forum of Augustus and the Temple of Mars Ultor, built by Augustus and dedicated in 2 BC.



This is a view of part of the Forum of Trajan (with the Column of Trajan in the background), the last of the Imperial Fora built in 112 AD. Unfortunately, many of these imperial fora lie buried beneath a major street, the Via dei Fori Imperiali, making full excavation virtually impossible.


The Markets of Trajan, a three-story shopping center built into the side of the Quirinal Hill on one side of the Forum of Trajan.

The last major site in the ancient center is the Colosseum, which lies to the south-east of the Forum Romanum. Constructed between 72 and 80 AD, it was the largest amphitheater built in the Roman Empire. It was begun under the Emperor Vespasian, the first emperor after Nero who held power for more than a few months. Nero had constructed a massive palace for himself which occupied most of the city of Rome. One of the goals of Vespasian's reign was to dismantle this palace and give much of the land back to the people of Rome. The Colosseum was part of that strategy as it sits on the site of what was Nero's private lake.


The interior of the Colosseum showing the walls and the substructure of the spectator stands. The Colosseum could hold between 50,000 and 70,000 people.


A view of the structures beneath the arena floor. These structures housed store-rooms for weapons, cages for wild animals, and an elevator system to bring gladiators and animals up to the floor of the arena.


A view of one through one of the arches into the center of the Colosseum.