When in Roma

Hello all.  So, I've left Rome and will now share my thoughts and impressions. First, a disclosure. I'm sure that at least in part my impressions of the city were swayed by the fact that I caught a cold my first day there. I was feeling miserable and that influenced me.  So, with that in mind, the two biggest impressions I got from Rome were long lines and confusing street layout.  The lines weren't just in my head. The line for the Vatican Museum was literally a kilometer long. It was intense.  Let's go through Rome as I exerienced it.
Arrival:
I arrived in Rome from Florence on one of the high speed trains without any real issues. As I couldn't find the confirmation for the hostel I wanted I just headed for the hostel.  They wer sold out but in the same building was the Hotel Corallo that offered dorm rooms. The worst thing about this place was the guy at the front desk. His English was okay but the real issue with him was that apparently he just wanted to play on the internet and not help anyone.  Most of the people in my room the first night were nice.  There was Ben a Navy guy from DC stationed in Naples, Brian from Philidelpha who was doing a round the world trip before starting his officer training with the Army, Argentina a nice guy but I didn't learn his name, same with New York and I wasn't introduced to the last guy.
What I did in Rome:
My first day I took it easy.  I was planing to be here three nights and didn't want to push it.  My second day, I went to St. Peter's Basilica. The day started out great.  The line for the church wasn't bad and even though it was crowded it was ok.  You could still move and the place was so big that it didn't have that weird too many people smell. After the church, I wanted to go the the museum but the line would take three hours. I deceided to head back to the Metro and try to see something else that day and make a reservation to get in the museum.  I then wandered, feeling more and more poorly, for an hour before I finally found a metro station.  At that point, all I wanted was bed so I went back to the hostel and went to bed.  That evening when I woke up I got some dinner then was relaxing in the common area when NY showed up.  He was feeling chatty even if I wasn't. The basics of that conversation are I should know that I am an intimidating figure, like a man, which is why I cant get a man but if I lost 100 pounds, his number, than I would look younger and nicer and could be appealling.  This, he assured me, is important. Why? Because my fertility is coming to its end and I won't be able to have children.  After all this sharing about my life I said I was tired and went to bed. End day two. On the third day, I got up early and went to the Coloseum followed by the Forum and Palatine Hill.  These were great but crowded again. I deceided that I would walk to the Pantheon after this because it looked easy enough but after wandering for an hour and a half I was three year old tired and ready to pick a fit. Thankfully, like a gift from God, I turned a corner and there was a tourist information both.  The Pantheon was just a few blocks away and so worth it. It was super impressive. I really liked this site. Crowded like everywhere else but huge and awesome. After that, following the signs and only getting lost for a minute on the way, I went to the Trevi Fountain.  This was so crowded it was hard to enjoy.  I deceided walk to the Spanish Steps from here but got lost again instead so when I found a metro stop I just headed to the train station and reserved my ticket for the train the next day. As I was taking a night train I went to the Spanish Steps, the Vatican Museum (so crowded it had a nasty, weird smell), and ended my day back at St Peters.
Leaving:
Well, I saw everything I wanted and more. In the only appropriate way to end this trip the bottom ripped out of my pants and I had left all my clothes at the hostel so had to go across town with my undies flashing the whole world.  I thank God I survived.
Until the next.