Do as the Romans do...or at least try to: Dad I found it!

I have been blessed to have been able to visit Rome with my family a couple of times before I arrived this semester. Each time my dad had given me one task, to find the prison of St. Peter and Paul. And each of those times I had failed miserably due to forgetfulness. Luckily years later he was able to forgive me, but he gave me the same task this semester. However this time I would have four months to do so until my family arrives for Easter. Well Dad, I finally found it and I wasn't even looking for it. A few of my roommates and I were out purchasing some tickets for the Roma soccer game on Sunday, and we decided to do a little sightseeing. We headed over to the "Wedding Cake" to explore the area behind it. We are all in different art history classes and had class in that area this past week. We were able to be each other's tour guides. Sasha and I were teaching the group about some of the Renaissance things we had learned while Christina was informing us about the ancient Roman ruins right in front of us. We were showing off our knowledge to each other when I turned around. There it was. The prison of St. Peter and Paul was right behind me. We did not go in though. I refused. I have to save that for when my dad is finally here. It will be the moment when all will finally be forgiven.