Went to a big stadium to see some racing. The red chariot won.
Then Sue decided she wanted a reminder of her sore foot, so she got an old boy to copy her big toe in stone.
Then we went to watch some more sport. The amphitheatre fitted 75,000 people. The gladiator in green and the griffon vultures won. The Bull lost, we think because it was tired from pulling the red chariot earlier.
This afternoon's earthquake was a bit of a shock. It seriously damaged the Colosseum (pictured below Sue's toe). Several tourists and around 20,000 children had to make a quick exit. The streets were full of them.
Last night we popped into Monte Carlo for a pizza, but tonight we are eating in. Beer (as you can perhaps tell) is on the menu, together with Bull fritters.
We went a fair distance today - 12,820 of your Roman Emperor's metres in 8.7 of your earthly hours.
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