From Vatican City we re-entered Italy (not that it felt like we ever left) and headed for a market, only to find it was closed. Instead, we walked through a couple of piazzas, including the immensely long Piazza Navona. This piazza contained three fountains and dozens of street artists, all ready to sketch our portrait. It was probably much cheaper than Montmarte, but after that failed attempt we weren't in any hurry to have another go. We continued on and soon found the Pantheon, a dome-shaped church with a dark interior and not much of note to see.

It was wine o'clock by then, so we stopped for a drink in a tiny little restaurant in a narrow street. It was far from the touristy sights and therefore much cheaper than most bars in the city. Cocktails, white wine and red wine all made their way to our table, and each one was superb (it's not often that we enjoy the wine in Italy). It seemed easier to stay here for dinner than scout out another restaurant. My cannelloni was everything you would want in an Italian pasta dish, however Danny's minestrone was a little unconventional. For some reason it was made without tomato (this appeared to be a running theme), so it was really just a vegetable soup. It was tasty, but not what we expected from a minestrone. The owner and his daughter were quite friendly, chatting to us at length about Naples (where the man was from). They confirmed our feelings that Naples is unlike any other city in Italy, a fact I think the owner was quite proud of.