Anyone who's been a tourist in
We decided to climb the cupola and if say you'll walk it (500-something steps), it allows you to jump the queue to get into the elevator. But the elevator stops after 200 steps and if you want to go to the top, you have to walk the next 300-something steps anyway! This bit we couldn't dodge because the staircase is about as wide as I am. But if you're brave, you can write your name there.
When Pooey finds she can't squeeze her way through to the balcony, I try a different method.
Pooey works her way up
The Vatican gardens
The view of piazza from the top
We did a bit of dodging to get into the Crypt where nothing dirty happened, unless you count the guard who told me off for showing too much cleavage than is considered appropriate (my cardigan came undone!).
I don't have dirty advice to avoid the queues into the Vatican Museums other than to get there early. Assuming it was going to open at 8:45am, I got there at 8am and proceeded to wait two and a half hours because they decide whenever they want to open. But we were very close to the head of the queue and we didn't have to wait long to get in! Once inside,
"I'm 25"
"You mean, you're eighteen"
"Oh yes, I'm eighteen!"
Being the smarties we are, when caught on pretty quickly and when it was our turn, we showed out student cards and then with a raised eyebrow...
"How old are you?"
"I'm eighteen!"
"Here's your ticket!"
And in doing so, we saved 5 euros on the entry fee. That ticket guy, so dirty!
You're not supposed to take photos of the various frescoes inside, particularly the Sistine Chapel, but turn off your flash and sound and those guards won't kick you out!
And that's how it's done!
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