We get up at six and drive to the airport, which is crowded with people returning home for the holidays or like us in search of an holiday. The advantage of flying from Zaventem, is that the airport seems prepared for this swarm of people. So before we know it we are in our plane taking off for Italy.
The flight is very relaxed, thanks to many snacks and some fairy tales we put on a 20 years old MP3 player of Olga. We can even read our book, unique in the past five years of flying with kids.
We arrive at 11:30 in Rome. With the kids in an airport buggy, we cross to the luggage pick-up and car rental company. Within 30 minutes, we are in our packed Opel Corsa, driving to Nero’s coastal palace in Anzio.
But first we have to buy children car seats. Olga is convinced Prenatal only sells baby stuff, so she tries first random other shops at the shopping center. It’s busy with people preparing for Christmas. She tries Prenatal at last, and there they have two car seats on sale. Bingo!
We have our windows open to soak up the warm sun. The ruins of Nero’s palace are temporary closed for visits, so Tim takes off with his drone. It’s situated next to the sea. Olga has no time to enjoy the views, as Zeno has to do a big one. Luckily another mum parks her car next to us, and she gives us some much needed baby wipes.
All clean again, we enjoy the many Italian stone pines (parasolden) along the road. The kids fall asleep. We drive South along the coast and pass many beach entrances. Olga does not understand why, the sun is still warm, and she wants to enjoy it while we still can and go for a small hike on the beach after a full day sitting inside with only a short poo-cleaning-break.
But she just had to be patient as we were on our way to the last beach spot with a medieval tower next to it. So there is something for everyone here. The children play in the sand, Olga takes in the sun and Tim flies around.
As we drive to our holiday home we get a message from our host that he’s running late. So we have another half hour to fill. We do our grocery shopping and drive to the top of the hill in Terracina with some Roman temples on top. We’ll look at the temples more closely tomorrow but for now we take in the breathtaking view of the town, the beach and the setting sun.
As we arrive in our holiday home, our host are finishing up and give us a quick tour. It’s a cute house with one bedroom and a private garden with some orange trees. Olga cooks dinner (pasta pesto) and we wind down for the day.
