A couple weeks ago to celebrate my dear companion’s birthday we caught the wrong bus and walked for over a kilometer to visit the Museo delle Mura, or the Museum of the Walls. I’ve mentioned on this here blog before how fascinating I find the walls (I live very close to the Porta San Giovanni, and a stretch of the Aurelian walls, so I get to see them a lot), luckily I get to spend my time with someone who appreciates similarly dorky things, because what better birthday activity could there be?
The museum is actually in the walls above the Porta San Sebastiano, and I shit you not, the road right there is the via Appia Antica.
It’s a pretty quiet, lovely residential part of the city, and though little, with pretty lousy hours, the museum is GREAT.
There’s not a lot of stuff in the museum, but there’s a ton of information and it’s awesome because you’re in the Roman Walls. Unfortunately the walk along the walls portion of the museum was not available, but the best part was, after reading and reading and reading dozens of didactic labels and admiring the various bits of armor and weaponry that the guards at the walls would have worn, an employee of the museum came up to us and asked if we wanted to up to the terrace. To which we said an emphatic YES. There’s a terrace up on the left tower from which there are amaaaaazing views:
you could see the top of the Vittoriano, and the tippy-top Jesus from San Giovanni in Laterano, and even the very, very peak of St. Peter’s. And we only had to share this terrace with four other people. Not bad Museum of the Walls, not bad.
ps- because of significantly increased dissertation busy-ness, I’m going to only be posting once or twice a week until further notice. Thanks for reading!