Amazing, thought we would have to make our way dragging our cases back to a Main Street but not this time ... they make it right to the front door of the art hotel.
With only just enough room to open the doors in this cute little ally to get us in but that's Italy, where I think no car can go you can get a huge luxury car. So its off in Emirates style west of the city for our 45min trip to the airport.
Our driver looking more like a secret security agent and us in the back with our dark tinted windows feeling like rock starts speaks English so it not long before we are chatting and he turns into our personal tour director of Roma. So we wind our windows down and take some last minute pictures of Roma as we leave.
As he knows which flight we are going on he tells us we have some time to enjoy a couple of sights and turns in of the main road so we can get some picks of St. Peter's and past the law courts.
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