The Pantheon

An early flight and as the plane crossed down over Europe I was deep in my book, 3am and pitch black, north of Rona and heading for Muckle Flugga. And then I was in Rome! The eternal city! The city that never sleeps! I may be getting muddled here. There's a rooftop bar and a spa in the basement. In between is my room and that's not dry either. Time to step. Friday night in the city of angels!