Bones

If my dates are correct (and they may not be), my mother, uncle, and aunt arrived in Florence on Thursday the 20th. My mom stayed with Erin and I while my aunt and uncle stayed in an apartment a few blocks down the street. They arrived at Santa Maria Novella by a bus from Pisa airport, had a nice giro d'Italia, and flew out of Rome on Saturday the 29th. Erin and I accompanied them through Florence, Siena, the Cinque Terre, and finally Rome, leaving them there for a day and 2 nights to fend for themselves. It was great seeing them, and as usual for a proper retelling of the trip, I'll point you here. Now I want to tell you about the bones.

This was the third time Erin and I have spent time in Rome, and of all the things we've seen, we'd never been to a crypt or catacomb. As we left their fantastic apartment located just off of Piazza Navona, we followed a route chosen by Erin that would lead us to 3 Caravaggios and a crypt. The Caravaggios were amazing, but the bones at Santa Maria della Concezione dei Cappuccini were far more shocking. I broke the rules and sneaked some pictures on my camera phone. Obviously they aren't the best quality, but you'll get the idea.