Day eighty-five, La Storta to Roma. Left the Ostello at 5:45 am. I’m going to miss having croissants and cappuccinos for breakfast every day at bars and gas stations. It didn’t take long for the morning rush hour hit, but I’m thankful for the sidewalks on both sides of the street. Come on, seriously, compare to what I’ve been through before, this is a joke. After an hour, a detour took me back into a lost world. With Low-level fog, some of the worst obstructions of the trip but I pressed on and came out the other side into Rome. A special cappuccino from two friendly baristas and I was making my way up the observatory where I got my first views of the city and the Vatican. The streets of Rome were a madhouse with large crowds of tourist roaming the capital. I relived my pilgrimage with every stamp I touched and finally after three months, 2,000 km I reached Saint Peter’s square. I put my scallop shell to work and had a celebratory toast to a job well done. The Pilgrim’s office is a couple of steps away, and I got my Testimonium in Latin with the Vatican’s seal and all. It was time for Gelato. That was some good Gelato. Guys if you liked the videos please don’t forget to subscribe, hit the like button and share the videos with your friends. I would like to thank everyone that was with me from the beginning. Especially those who donated and sent me encouraging messages when I was camping in France or walking in the heatwave or the rainy days. You know, your thoughts, you know really pushed me to go all the way. I will be going on another trip in a couple of months. hint, hint! So, check out the link on the description below if you want to be part of the adventure. And that was my day in a minute, and it only took a minute of your day, see you on the next adventure.