As we made our way from Piazza San Pietro to the entrance of the Vatican museums a few things dawned on us:
i) this is a very popular route
ii) we really should’ve eaten earlier
iii) this is quite a long way considering the two buildings are joined
iv) this is quite a short distance considering we’ve just walked across an independent state in about 15 minutes,
v) don’t ever eat in the Risorgimento (see separate entry)
The Vatican museums hold the largest treasure trove in Italy and are a testament to the wealth and, politely put, acquisitive nature of the Papacy. There are Etruscan and Egyptian exhibits, Renaissance art and statuary as far as you can see. And that’s before you even look at the building itself – most of the great Renaissance artists were in the pay of the Pope at one time or another and turned their hand to a little painting and decorating for their patron.
Take note: the museum complex stops letting people in fairly early in the afternoon. No quick tour at the end of the afternoon is possible here. Accept before you start – you will not see everything. We were intent on seeing only the essentials; the Blonde was showing symptoms of culture fatigue (and who can blame her after being dragged round Florence, Siena and Rome?) and I only had enough interest left for ‘champagne art’ – none of your promising unknowns for me.
We took the Rough Guide’s advice – the only essentials being the Raphael Stanze and the Sistine Chapel. Of course, these are buried deep in the museum and so you are forced to enjoy the galleries of candelabra, tapestries and maps en route. I’d like to say that we didn’t rush past through these wonderful collections of 16th century treasures but we were rapidly descending into a ‘teenager on a school trip’ state of mind…"another really old painting . . . like . . . wow".
And then we walked into the collection of rooms decorated by Raphael and his pupils for Pope Julius II and Pope Leo X. A feast for the eyes. A violent assault of colour and imagery . . . you pick the superlatives. These were the offices and apartments of the Pope – how could he have ‘worked’? (unless your work involves impressing minions with your wealth and taste I suppose..). Reading about the works beforehand certainly helped my appreciation. My favourite fresco is in the Stanza della Segnatura; the School of Athens with many of Raphael’s contemporaries fulfilling roles as Greek academics and philosophers.
The only other temptations in this vast museum were the Sistine Chapel (separate entry) and the Borgia apartments – the stories and rumours about Pope Alexander VI and his family are incredibly compelling – but you have to know when enough is enough. Our thoughts had turned to relaxation in the form of Sorrento and its beaches. Time to leave all this history behind. Except for Pompeii, of course.