Which turned out complete different from what I had imagine it to be. I had imagined a quiet walk down a dusty sand path (or a cobblestone path) surrounded by fields, deserted villages with an occasional horse trotting by with a carriage in tow. Like this.

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I guess this is why I prefer reading books to watching movies. I was aghast when I watched an episode of Naruto anime in which he did Kage Bunshin no Jutsu and I was like WHAT?! JUST LIKE THAT?! It was way more impressive in my head than in the anime.

I digressed. Anyway I probably should have had done a little more research, perhaps checked out some images instead of just going with my imagination. Even if (according to legend) it was the road that Jesus appeared on and thus I assumed he walked on.

We started the walk all the way from our apartment at Tor Pignattara (which has the nicest pizza ever for only 5.50 Euros!).

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Just the usual neighbourhood ruins. Hurhur.

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Enroute. Where we walked on non existent paths for pedestrians, passed by a petrol station with a single pump and a bare roof, the industrial area and abandoned houses before we finally… took a bus. Hahahaha.

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And a couple of stops later.

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First things first, breakfast! Walked past what appeared to be a private estate with signs offering coffee at the entrance, took a peek in and had a lovely breakfast under the orange trees. That was until we noticed the oranges on the floor and started worrying about having oranges fall on our heads.

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That was also my first time seeing orange trees.

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Continuing on.

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After Googling a little, I am now confused between Appia Antica (a park?) and Via Appia Antica. It seems like I might have taken the wrong road, thus the difference in expectations?

Anyway, there were loads to see on the road that we had taken including popping in a church for mass (in italian), hesitating at the entrance of catacombs and entering random open gates. My only gripe was having to share the road with cars zooming by.

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