The metro stop is only four blocks from the Vatican, but it felt like such a laborious journey to the city walls, because of all the tour promoters heckling you for business. After seeing the endless line wrapped around the fortified enclave, we finally gave in to one extremely convincing sales rep, who had the scorching sun on his side that day. Regardless, cutting the line was worth it, squishing through the Vatican Museum, constantly in search of our flagless tour guide was not.

Among the many feelings I experienced in the Vatican were 1. shock at how small and unassuming the Sistine Chapel really is, and 2. awe at how enormous and spacious it actually is inside St. Peter’s. #awestruck (And the former requires you to have all shoulders and knees covered, with absolutely no photography allowed; the latter does not.)