The inevitable climb after that taking me through increasingly busy suburbs before Monte Mario park (wild boar with swine fever, no picnics, no rubbish - lots of evidence of both)
afforded the first view of my ultimate destination.
Buoyed by that and a sourdough sandwich, I set off on the last 5km, cursing whoever thought it was inspired to use big irregular lumps of stone on a footpath descending from park to main road, and at last onto the final 2km or so of straight noisy road,
so long they needed to give it three names, leading directly to Bernini's colonnade, which finally appeared at about midday.
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