Today ourtip to the Spanish steps gave us quite an experience. Two of the professors gotoff the bus at the pyramid and only Arlene and I followed while the rest of thegroup stayed with Dr.Weber. We tapped on the doors to try to get back on withno luck. The professor we were with figured out the rout the others would betaking and realized we would be just fine. We headed towards the subway andenjoyed a fresh, non crowded ride to the Spanish steps. This has been thegreatest public transportation I have had yet. We even arrived ten minutesbefore the rest of the group. As we got there a large group of people withcardboard made Owls were going up the Spanish steps. This was a greatopportunity to take a somewhat tourist free picture at the site. 
As wewaited to enter the Keats- Shelly Memorial House we were told this plaza usedto be the meeting point for poets, artist, and sculptures. In the house welearned more about Keats, more of a quick bibliography. What I found amazing inthis house was the fact that there were a number of bookshelves on every wallthat were completely filled with books.
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