Today I went to the Vatican for the fifth and last time, and rants and praise of that experience are forthcoming when I get back to Turin and a real keyboard this weekend, but meanwhile, pictures. Again looking blurry and crap because of resizing on my iPad. Yay?
On the metro between Termini and Ottaviano stops:

Vatican wall on the left, dude grimly selling “sunbrellas” on the right. Ten minutes later, this being Rome in late spring, he was selling actual umbrellas, plus ponchos.

In the courtyard you cross through before entering the Vatican museum (which you have to walk through to get to the Sistine Chapel and that’s the subject of the aforementioned upcoming rant):

A few hours later, the exit of the Vatican museum from above…

…and below.

I did take pictures inside the museum but I kinda hate people who post pictures of museum displays, so skip that. And you can’t photograph inside the Sistine Chapel, and I’ve taken so many shots of everything else in this entire area on my last few visits down here that I’ll be honest, I mostly take pics of people now.
Inside St. Peter’s Basilica:

I also get shots of any dog I can get shots of without the owner giving me stink-eye. This gray good boy on the street back to the metro station dog-grinned at me and made me miss Primo (he’s at home in Turin with ‘Rupert’ for now but has to go to dogsitter tomorrow because Rupert has to travel for work Monday and I won’t be back until Thursday and is it sick that I actually felt guilty when I grinned back at this dog?)

Oh and then there was this guy. He had a boom box playing some freaky ballroom music, or maybe it was salsa, or I don’t know, and he was dancing like Jesus himself had just announced peace on earth. Dude was into it. Of course I failed to get a photo that captured the depth of this man’s groove but take my word for it, he was in a deep, deep groove of awesome.

Tomorrow my companions and I fly from Rome to Krakow; bus to Auschwitz on Monday. I can’t believe I get to have these experiences. Honestly, I can’t.