The next morning we woke up really early, around 6am to head off to the Vatican City. We were the first in line, but had to wait around an hour for the gates to open. Once inside, we all shared an audio guide (something we actually did for almost all of the museums and such) to hear about the exhibits.
When you first walk in is a giant courtyard featuring a large pinecone, designed (like almost everything famous in Italy) by Michelangelo.
We passed through years and years of Catholic history from Pope’s artistic collections to their actual apartments designed with beautiful artwork all around the walls. I really enjoyed the hallway of the Maps which featured tapestries and maps of ancient Italian territories from long ago.
At the end of the exhibit, which takes about 4 hours to walk through at a pretty brisk pace with enough time to see everything relatively thoroughly, we found ourselves in the magnificent Sistine Chapel. I was completely mesemerized by the beauty that Michelangelo created with this chapel. At the base layer surrounding the building is a giant painting that creates the illusion that you are standing next to a wall covered in drapery/curtains. The next layer depicts the major stories of Jesus’ life from the New Testament.
Then a series of 6 windows per side with portraits of the most famous Popes (up until around 1500) in between. On the ceiling is the greatest part of which I stared the longest… a series of Old Testament stories including God creating Man (Adam and Eve) and Moses. The back wall, okay I take it back, I stared at the back wall the longest, shows Michelangelo’s depiction of the Last Judgment. The detail is incredible. He painted the ceiling around age 35 and the wall around age 60, and you can see how his ideologies and religious view points morphed and matured through the years. There were angry Italian guards who ran around saying “SHHH, no talking. And NOOO PHOTO. NOO PHOTO!” So, no photos were allowed, but I sneaked one just of the ceiling. So enjoy that!
Afterwards, we went to Old Bridge for gelato. MM and met our friend Leslie to visit Saint Peter’s Basilica. This is the most magnificent church in the entire, no exaggeration, ENTIRE WORLD! I absolutely loved every moment of it, and why shouldn’t it be the best church in the world, it is the center of Catholicism in Vatican City, Rome! It is where the Pope himself gets to perform mass. I would have loved to see him perform mass, but sadly we weren’t able to. The lines are unreal when he does too. Anyways, we climbed the Dome up to the top. It was quite the trek but we had breathtaking, panoramic views of all of Rome.
We could see St. Peter’s Square, where the Pope makes weekly addresses, the Colosseum, Vatican City, and all the surrounding buildings. I loved the view, however the climb itself was interesting… It was very narrow and wind-ey, or as some would say, claustrophobic.
We spent hours in the actual Basilica, staring at the dome and the ornate carvings and paintings around the entire church.
There was a stream of light coming in over St. Peter’s tomb and hitting his Papal Throne (St. Peter is the first Pope of the Catholic Church, named by Jesus Himself), which felt unrealistically holy and beautiful. The only word to describe this church is utterly majestic. I was completely awestruck and taken aback by the beauty of this building and the holy sense that reverberated from every wall. We headed downstairs to the Papal Catacombs, which was weird.
They’re the tombs of the deceased popes, each of which above ground and greatly decorated out of huge marble slabs. Pope John Paul II’s tomb was the 2nd largest to St. Peter’s, and had a huge surrounding of spectators, followers, people praying, and many crying. I really enjoyed St. Peter’s tomb as it looked up from the basement catacombs and into the above dome, altar, and throne.
