Far, far away, in the inner part of the 126 km long Trondheimsfjord lies a pearl: Ytterøya (the Outer Island). You might find this slightly unlogical, but the name is logical enough, since Ytterøya lies outside Inderøy (the Inner Island) (which is actually not an island but a peninsula). The ferry to Ytterøya leaves from Levanger in the southeast, which is twice as far away from the island as Mosvik in the northwest, but somehow that is probably logical too. The island is small enough for you to leave the car at the mainland and take the bicycle instead. Once up from the ferry quay, turn left and cycle around the largest (western) section first. It is beautiful at Ytterøya!
By the church, with a view north-west towards the Skarnsund bridge.
The island is 13.5 km long and 4.3 km wide at its widest, with a varied and sometimes rather hilly landscape. The soil is rich on nutrients, and together with marine deposits, this provides a rich flora. Ytterøya has been inhabited for more than 5,000 years. In earlier times, the island was divided in two (near the church), but land rising has made them connected. Both petroglyphs and burial mounds have been found on Ytterøya.
The inland on Ytterøya, also called the Prairie.
There are about 50 farms on the island, which has around 500 inhabitants. It is good to live here – also for the animals!
Happy atmosphere for people (?) and cattle on Ytterøya.
However, the groundwater has been sinking steadily in recent years, and the large chicken slaughterhouse has been decided moved, which gives some concerns about the future. Melkerampa (the Milk Ramp) in Midtbygda (the Village in the Middle) has grown a bit out of the old ways, so there you will find both a shop and a bar and quite a bit in between those two.
The Milk Ramp in Midtbygda.
There are many beautiful bays to visit for a bath at Ytterøya, but the sandy beaches are somewhat absent. Therefore, you’d better bring your swimming shoes if you don’t like walking on pebbles.
The Lighthouse at Ytterøya.
We went to the lighthouse to swim, it’s a beautiful place on the south side of the island, but perhaps a bit private.
Idyllic scene at Sørnesset, by the lighthouse. The black lump on the buoy is Knut’s swimming trunks (underwear, since he had forgotten his swimwear). The panties were almost forgotten here too.
The name Tromsø comes from the Indo-European ‘straumr’ = to flow (the water in the strait). In earlier times, Tromsø was a kind of border to unknown territory. Tromsøya became ice-free 10,000 years ago, and there are traces of humans dating back 11,000 years. The church site of Tromsø is mentioned in written sources for the first time in Håkon Håkonsson’s saga: “He had the Christ Church built in Trum’s and made a christian parish there.” The cathedral in Tromsø is located at Tromsøya (Troms island), while the beautiful ‘Arctic Cathedral’ is located on the mainland, in the district of Tromsdalen (Troms valley), on the other side of the 1016 m long Tromsø Bridge.
Tromsø seen from the mountain lift. The white ‘Arctic Cathedral’ to the right of the bridge.
If you have a few hours free in Tromsø, we recommend a bus trip to Tromsdalen. Tromsdalen is a valley that leads from Tromsdalstinden (mountain) down to Tromsøysundet and Tromsøya (Tromsø). Arthur Arntzen made his debut with Oluf in Tromsdalen. Get off at Tromsdalen church (the official name for the Arctic Cathedral) and go inside. The Arctic Cathedral was inaugurated in 1965 and it is just beautiful! The shape gives associations to icebergs, and the glass fields between the ‘blocks of ice’ let light through both inwards and outwards. The church was designed by Jan Inge Hovig (he was married to Ingrid Espelid Hovig a whole week before he died of a heart attack). The entire eastern wall is decorated with stained glass.
The Arctic Cathedral is also beautiful seen from the inside.
From the Arctic Cathedral there are only 10 minutes to go to the mountain lift. Here you will find a splendid view towards Tromsø and the dramatic landscape that surrounds the town!
Tromsø seen from Fjellheisen (the Mountain lift).
We defied the hints from Trip Advisor and planned a dinner with a view. It turned out as warned: 3 out of 5 dishes on the menu were sold out, so we had a burger dinner with a view. The burger’s fried mushrooms were very good. Nothing more to say about the food, really. After the view and food, a hot sauna and a cold dip is just right. Take the bus back and go to ‘Pust’ (Breathe).
Breathe here!
Pust is a floating sauna located in the middle of the marina in Tromsø. Highly recommended! The house functions as a human mountain. We observed several pairs of people climbing up and eating their lunch on the roof of ‘Pust’.
Mountain for humans?
Women and men have changing rooms on opposite sides, to meet in the sauna in the middle, with a brilliant view of Tromsdalen, the Arctic Cathedral and Fjellheisen.
From Pust there is a fabulous view towards Tromsdalen and the Arctic Cathedral.
The best thing of a sauna is that you hardly notice that the water is cold. Even in mid-August it was only 9 degrees. Is it cold water from the depths that is pushed up in Tromsundet?
Senja is Norway’s second largest island, with an area of 1,586 km2 and around 8,000 inhabitants.
Bergsfjorden at Senja.
The island has a varied landscape, and has been called ‘a Norway in miniature’. Southern Senja is mountainous with an archipelago, rocky cliffs and pine forests. The inner/eastern parts consist of a friendly lowland with fertile hills and birch forests, while the outer and northern parts are wild with deep fjords and high mountains that run straight down into the sea.
Tungeneset (Cape Tounge) with the Ersfjord and Okshornan (Ox Horn Mountains) in the background.
Sometimes, the row of mountains are broken by the uttermost beautiful, white beaches. The most splendid of them all is perhaps the beach in the Erik’s fjord, or Ersfjorden as it is also called.
Ersfjordstranda (the Ersfjord beach) – a Copacabana of northern Norway?
We have bathed here many times. It is basically a ‘must’ to go here and swim every time we visit Idun’s older brother Frode in Sørreisa.
U2 in Ersfjorden, May 2010.
This time, however, there were far more people watching than bathing. Strange…
An incredible number of people who didn’t want to have a bath!
Their loss, ‘Tobatheornottobathe’ think. We had a great bath!
And who took the best choice?The spectacular view feels even better when you’re in it.
The 40 inhabitants in Ersfjord have experienced a big change when the Geitskar tunnel opened in 2004. Previously, it was a 115 km drive to Senjahopen (the nearest village, with 300 inhabitants). Now it is 3 km. This has led to much more tourism, as it became possible to drive around Senja. What else is there to do in the Ersfjord? Visit Gulldassen (the Golden Toilet), of course! They are quite good at spectacular toilets at Senja. Square meter price for this one: NOK 300,000! Quite a price. But nice? Oh yes, it is.
The Golden Toilet in Ersfjord. Price: NOK 3.75 million.
A little ironic, though, that the architect had put in a window in the roof, to enable seeing the northern lights while contemplating and doing your business. But currently the toilet is closed both at night and in wintertime…
Bathing and rest room visits are just right in Ersfjorden!
In anticipation of a somewhat more cooperative winter weather, we will recommend a fabulous bathing trip from the summer of 2021: Trollkyrkja (the Troll Church) in Hustadvika municipality (formerly Fræna), Møre og Romsdal. The kids were inspired by the James Bond movie ‘No Time to Die’ and booked a trip along ‘Atlanterhavsveien’ (the Atlantic Road), and from there Trollkyrkja is an excellent detour, located in the heart of Trolldalen, by national road 64 between the fjords Frænfjorden and Kornstadfjorden.
From the parking lot there is a nice path through the forest before the ascent begins.
Magical atmosphere on the way to the Troll valley.
Don’t worry, this is not a hard climb. It’s fine! After a while the forest opens up and you can see the mountains behind Trollkyrkja cave.
The ‘Molde and Romsdal Tourist Association’ made Trollkyrkja known, secured and passable as early as 1890. And the trip still is well arranged with a marked trail, small bridges and wooden walkways where needed.
Walkway equipped with a meeting place.
It takes about 90 minutes to walk up to Trollkyrkja. Originally there were 4 caves, but one has collapsed.
Troll Church Portal.
Yes! This is a great place! We think the name is more than modest enough (completely logical for relaxed people from Central Norway): It could just as easily have been named the ‘Troll Cathedral’. The caves are washed out of a large limestone vein, and in the lower one the water falls 14 meters into a white marble pool. Absolutely gorgeous!
Fantastic!
And the bath? Amazingly cold! Even at a nice and warm day in July, you experienced ‘frost smoke’ as you entered the cave, and the kids said it was very cold to wait for the crazy old bathaholics.
A little too shallow for swimming, but it was absolutely worth a small dip.
The return trip? Was great, except for ‘the guard of cows’ that would not let us pass on the trail.
West, on the outer side of the island Senja, in Bøvær, is the Crow Castle. This place is a pearl! We were celebrating a number of covid-postponed milestones in the family of Idun’s older brother Frode. As the family is quite big, we needed some space to meet. And both space and atmosphere you can find in the Crow Castle. There are several living rooms:
A Løwø family’s party at Kråkeslottet. Photo: Anette Løwø
… and bedrooms. Many bedrooms. Or, in fact, some of the bedrooms are probably what you could call sleeping places. Check out this favorite:
Bedroom or bedplace?
Yes, you can actually sleep here. With a beautiful ceiling made from an old door:
Artistic ceiling and artistic lamp.
… and when you put down your foot in the morning, there is a direct view into the sea.
A panorama view or just looking down?
Bøvær is a tiny community. The population has decreased from 17 in the year 2000 to only 8 people in 2015. The fish house is no longer used for unloading fish, it is used for art, concerts, cafè, events and celebrations. And swimming! Here, it is easy peasy to bathe – just jump into the beautiful sea from the quay. For those of you who are afraid of cold water – there is a sauna at Kråkeslottet. With a small hint concerning where the disperse water for the sauna oven should NOT be collected:
NB! The sauna water is to be taken from the shower.
Another poster made it very clear that shouting in or by the water after 9 pm is not very popular among the neighbours. There are plenty of them, as you already know.
Night in Bøvær.
We were at Kråkeslottet for a whole weekend, and did bathe both night and day. Without shouting! It should be possible to enter 13 degree celcius water without yelling, right?
Morning bath at Bøvær. No need to shout, just enjoy. Photo: Egil Hestnes
Some did more advanced diving than others: (Ulvhild salto)
Historically, the Lövö (Leaf) Islands (Stora = Large and Lilla = Small), can be traced back to the Middle Ages. Originally, Sommaröarna (the Summer Islands) including Lövo Islands was subordinate to Estonia/Tallinn, but they were transferred to Esbo diocese in the 16th century. Until around 1800, the settlement consisted only of fishing villages/homesteads, mostly gathered in a cluster at Lilla Lövö (the Small Leaf Island). The Finns were not very good at sea fishing, the first fishermen were therefore Estonians, and some of today’s families trace their roots to Estonia.
Flat as a leaf on Stora Lövö (the Large Leaf Island). The small house by the quay contains a sauna.
There was much discussion about ‘the border’. What belongs to an island? The islets outside the island, do they belong or not? What about the reefs? For Lövö, the discussion included the two islets in the west; Stora och Lilla Grötholmen (Large and Small Porridge Island). It took 30 years before everything was settled. It probably seems somewhat excessive to discuss the reefs year after year, but in Finland the ground rising after the ice age is still so extensive that what is a reef today – suddenly it is an islet and eventually an island.
Stora Grötholmen on the right and Lilla Grötholmen to the left. View from Stora Lövö (Large Leaf Island).
Crossing over to Stora Grötholmen is an easily manageable swim that we have done many times. This little trip is the right thing to do before a 60th birthday, isn’t it?
Visible swimmers in Finland’s archipelago. Photo: Peter Kling
Peter, as HSE officer and boat rower, insisted on wetsuits. And that was a good point, the temperature was 14 degrees, and it would have been cold if we had swum around the entire Stora Lövö, as originally planned. But with Knut partially out of action due to late covid, crossing over to Lilla Grötholmen was a good alternative. It all went well.
Even the smallest victory can be celebrated as a big one! Photo: Peter Kling
On the way back, a boat actually appeared from the neighboring cabin. It was a good reminder of the importance of being visible. Colorful bathing caps are always nice to have, as well as a bouy and a companion boat.
Good to be colorful at sea. Photo: Peter Kling
And after the bath? In Finland, a sauna is mandatory. In case you were wondering: No, all those cabins along the shore are not boathouses. Many are saunas.
Peter’s sauna at Stora Lövö (Large Leaf Island).
Before and after the sauna, time is right to celebrate a 60th anniversary. Sauna is actually the major part of the celebration itself. The gift handover included a circular saw, and this fits perfectly with Terje B’s old slogan ‘Laita mootirosaha pois. Tänää taistelähni veitsilä.‘ = ‘Put the chainsaw away. Today we will fight with knives.‘
Opening gifts at Stora Lövö. Mootirosaha on the way.
In honor of Finland, we celebrated the baths with a small ‘Lapland standing‘ this time. It doesn’t take many of them before you feel really happy.
Kippis! = Cheers!
It is perfectly right with a bath or ten in the Finnish Archipelago, BUT – including the risk of mosquitoes. Normally it is Knut who has the role of attracting mosquitoes in this family, but this time it was Idun who won the lottery. Thank goodness, Monkey Pox is not yet common, Idun actually got on the plane with a huge amount of large mosquito bites.
From the tax registers you can read that there were 3 farms registered on the Summer Islands outside Helsinki in 1570: Stor-Svinö (Big Pig Island), Lill-Svinö (Small Pig Island) and Moisö (?). The farms where richer than average, partly because they were allowed to pay their taxes with oil from seal.
The flag is up at Stora Lövön
The big turnover came in the alcohol prohibition period (1919-1932), when the population on the Summer Islands had a suspiciously higher income than average people. Some of the money was invested in big villas, which where rented to rich Helsinki residents at summer time. The guests where shipped to the islands with steam boats. In the 1950’s there where around 50 households on the Summer Islands. All except 2 where Swedish speaking. Today there live around 570 people on the islands and the Finnish-Swedish percentage is down to 35 %. Finland as a whole had around 17 % Swedish speaking in the 1600’s. Today there are only around 5 %, partly because of emigration to Sweden.
Peter’s boat place is on the island Bodö, with road and bridge connection.
We were in Finland to celebrate our friend Peter’s 60-years anniversary. Peter has (several) cottages on the Island Stora Lövö. Idun finds it rather amusing that she (Løwø) and the island have the same name. Maybe not so strange, since Lövö can be interpreted as “Leaf Island”. Maybe the island has its named because it is so thin (like a leaf). Fun nonetheless.
View from Stora Lövö
The day before the anniversary there was a rock ‘n roll party at Esbo Segelförening (ESF) on the island Pentala. We just had to join in!
Paven restaurant at Esbo Segelförening (ESF).
We managed to book a dinner table, but having lunch so late that we couldn’t eat when we came! So we had to make up by dancing and bringing the spirits up.
Full speed at Pentala. Virpi and Peter started the dancing.
After a great time with dancing and buckets of sweat, a bath is a very good idea. Our luggage had been left at Oslo Airport, so we had to make due without swimming gear. But that wasn’t really a problem. A great bath at sundawn.
Bathing on Pentala. Photo: Virpi Kling
And the luggage? Nicely placed by the garbage container on Bodö, to be picked up after the dancing. Strangely enough, Finnair didn’t deliver directly to any island, but we were still happy. Last time we were on the Summer Islands in a 60-years anniversary (11 years ago), we got our luggage on return to Trondheim! And that party was of type tuxedo. A little embarrassing walking around in T-shirt and shorts…
We had received a tip at the hotel reception about a lake in Rome, where you can rent rowing boats. Perhaps there were bathing facilities there? The tip was Villa Borghese and the associated 80-acre garden. We took metro A to Piazziale Flaminio, from where you get up close to Piazza del Popolo (The People’s Square). This is a very nice piazza. Indeed, there were even a lot of Lionesses at Fontana del Nettuno!
Four lionesses and a goat at Piazza Popolo.
When you ascend from Piazza Popolo to the Pincio hill, you get a fantastic view from Terrazza del Pincio, including the Vatican.
View of Piazza Popolo. St. Peter’s Church in the background. Photo: Une Hunstad Løwø
The Mansion, Villa Borghese Pinciana from 1616, today houses a museum, but was originally built for garden parties. The building was designed by Flaminio Ponzio on the order of Cardinal Scipione Caffarelli Borghese. The large garden is filled with works of art, including an insane amount of busts. Idun noted with excitement that several ancient mathematicians were represented (among others Pythagoras), but turned grumpy as it turned out that in this whole crowd of heads, all were male. We searched and searched and finally we found a female statue. Headless! It was more fun to check out the water clock from 1873.
Embriaco’s hydrochronometer.
The hydrochronometer was designed by Gian Battista Embriaco for the World Exhibition in Paris in 1867, where it won both prizes and applause. It was difficult for us to see where the water actually comes up, which made the sight even better. At an entrance to the rural part of the garden we found the Fontana del Fiocco (Leaf Fountain). The temperature in the air was 35 degrees celcius, and Idun had an urgent desire for a fountain bath. ‘There are almost no people here!‘ But Knut didn’t think it was worth risking a fine of 450 Euro, so we did the statue game instead. Esculapius has been removed for restoration, so space was ready for the reservist Idun.
Idun substitutes for Esculapio.
This water was incredibly fresh and clear and tempting, but to no use (the fountain is defined as a drinking water fountain). Correction: There were two turtles in the fountain, and they certainly enjoyed the water, so the water was indeed useful.
Una tartaruga in Fontana del Fiocco.
Further into the park we finally caught sight of the lake. This was bad stuff! There are approximately 40 springs and fountains in the park, and the water quality varies slightly, from dry to overgrown to green (from cynaobacteria?) to crystal clear.
Fontana Rotonda di Villa Borgese.
But where were the boats? The Fontana Rotonda di Villa Borghese is large, but still not a lake, so we just had to continue strolling. Giardino del Lago is a really beautiful park with large, tall trees of many kinds. With a little clean-up, as well as the benefits of a ban on single-use plastic, it can be even nicer… Rome was very dry in July, but under the trees there was green grass every now and then, and there were people who enjoyed life in the shade. Finally we found the lake. Beautiful! Green! On an artificial peninsula there is a temple dedicated to the God of medicine: ‘Tempio di Esculapio’, which was completed in 1792.
Lago di Giardino del Lago di Villa Borghese. (evt Fontana di Esculapio)
Idun was really excited. ‘Then we can rent a boat, row up to the small waterfall and tumble in. If we make it look like an accident, they can’t demand 450 Euros from us?‘ Knut was very skeptical. ‘It will be a big mess and very expensive. And is it really that tempting?‘ We took a closer look. There were birds everywhere. Swans, ducks, even a turkey. What about the bird shit? And that green colour… Bathing with cyanobacteria is very unhealthy. No, indeed, the bath in Lago Giardiano del Villa Borghese with a big disappointment turned to a ‘not’.
What do you do then? There is a café just north of the lake, ‘Satyrus Temporary Bar’, but we would not recommend it. Things are rather slow and the prices on the bill do not match the prices on the menu. Instead, go back towards Terrazza del Pianco and then in the direction of the Spanish Steps (Piazza di Spagna). We found a combined café and restaurant Ciampini at the south end of the park, half outside and half inside. Fresh and nice air, good food. With bird bath. We brought the goat Heidrun, who had a trip to the bathroom. But stuffing your feet in there? In the middle of the restaurant? No, we couldn’t do that.
Heidrun found four friends in Restaurant Ciampini.
Outside, however!
Knut had a foot bath in the Fontana di Trinità dei Monti at Villa Borghese.
After a visit to Villa Borghese, a film from Rome might be an idea. One possibility is Franciolini’s film ‘Villa Borghese’ from 1953, or “Roman Holiday” with Kathrine Hepburn, also from 1953.
Once upon a time, a long time ago, not too far from the sea, northwest of Rome, a Taurus (a God in the form of a bull) strolled in the hills. One day he scratched his hooves on the field. This caused the ground to open and hot, sulphurous water to flow up to the surface. This is how the bathing adventure at Civitavecchia began, according to Rutilio Namaziano.
Terme Taurine.
Purification with water before performing religious acts finds its roots all the way back to ancient Egypt. Health baths in mineral rich water were recognized in ancient Greece, so the Roman ‘thermae’ (baths) are based on very old traditions. The first Termes were based on geothermal energy. The baths were accessible to both rich and poor, and were important meeting places.
Gorgeous mosaics in Terme Taurine.
Over time, advanced facilities were built with good sanitary conditions, and separate pools for hot and cold baths. And they were beautiful! The walls and ceiling were covered in marble and mosaic, there were wonderful archways and lots of height under the roof.
There used to be hot water in the main pool – the Calidarium.
The construction of Terme Taurine started around 80 BC, under the dictator Sulla. It was extended and rebuilt several times, and had a library as well as warm, intermediate and cold pools.
The Frigidarium = cold bath. Somewhat bigger than the typical barrels used today.
Gradually, the Romans developed more and more advanced heating techniques, and during the Imperial period, baths were also built inside the cities, independent of hot springs. They even had saunas!
A 2000 year old sauna in Terme Taurine.
After a visit to Terme Taurine, it is just perfect to try out Terme anno 2022. Our taxi driver could tell us that in his childhood (he was in his fifties), there was still hot water in Terme Taurine. It was a fun activity in the winter to go up the hill and have a hot bath in the old, mosaic decorated pools. Today, the geology has changed, but hot water is still to be found in the new bathing facility ‘La Ficoncella’, 3 km away. We just had to go there and try it!
La Ficoncella.
La Ficoncella is named after a large fig tree that no longer exists. The facility is not large, but there are several smaller pools and also separate pools for those who cannot swim. There are no (!) changing rooms here, but four showers without doors. The water temperature is around fifty degrees Celsius, dripping directly into the shower rooms through 3-4 holes in the supply pipe. Showering is required (fortunately) before entering the pools, but in contrast to Icelandic tradition, your shower in La Ficoncella is supposed to be done without (!) the use of soap.
Simple shower arrangement in La Ficoncella.
Then it was just a matter of jumping into it. Right? No, this simply wasn’t that easy. We were in La Ficoncella in July. It was 30°C in the air. And then you are supposed to voluntarily enter a pool, 42°C? That’s crazy! Like some say it is to take a bath in a norwegian fjord when the air temperature is below freezing.
Wow!
Every centimeter you sink into the water, you feel your body shouting: ‘Don’t do it! It’s too hot!‘ But then you do it anyway, and it’s just fine. And then? Believe it or not, afterwards you cool off and feel absolutely great. Try it!
Knut is testing the warmest water. Easy peasy.
La Ficoncella is an unpretentious place. When we were there, we felt like being a part of the younger generation, but there were a few exceptions, and our daughters were not the only youths. This is a very nice place! People make contact as soon as they see newcomers. You will get a lot of advice and support including pleasant chatting. A bath in La Ficoncella in the middle of summer is absolutely something!
A bath in La Ficoncella in the middle of summer is absolutely right!
‘The old town’ lives up to its name, because people have lived here for a long time. The city is placed over an earlier Etruscan settlement. It was Emperor Trajan who started constructing the first harbor, at the beginning of the second century AD.
Emperor Trajan says ‘Welcome!’ to the ferry tourists from his roundabout.
The city was earlier called Centum Cellae, which possibly comes from the hundreds of rooms in the emperor’s villa. The city became part of the Pope’s property in the year 728. A hundred years later, the city was attacked by the Saracens, and the settlement was moved to a safer place. According to tradition, the city was named ‘Civitas Vetus’ when the inhabitants shortly after moved back to the old city. In 1696, the city became a free port under Pope Innocent XII, and Rome’s most important port city.
The reconstructed city wall and Michelangelo’s fortress in the background. The boats docked here before the WWII.
In earlier times, the city was a shipping port for the mineral alum. Today, tourism is the main source of income, in addition to a large energy factory and the ferry port, with departures to Sardinia, Sicily and various cruise destinations. The city was bombed to pieces during the WWII, but has been nicely rebuilt, including much of the old brickwork. The beaches at Civitavecchia are many and long, the water fresh and clear, so it is really nice to swim here. But please do remember to bring your swimming shoes! There are pebbles and not sand on the beach. But otherwise excellent. And romantic too!
Romantic atmosphere at the beach in Civitavecchia.
We had a cozy picnic under the palm trees by the beach, and this can be safely recommended.
Picnic
But: If the children want a little more action, there is a completely different option in Civitavecchia: The Aquafelix water park. Don’t be confused by the slightly depressing entrance – this is a very good bathing place.
Decomposing city by the entrance to Aquafelix.
Once inside the facility, our daughters immediately threw themselves into the dance. Yes, you read that right: The dance! At Aquafelix there was ‘Dance along’ in the water lead by an energetic DJ. Just great!
Tremendous dancing spirit in the pool.
Aquafelix is beautifully built and maintained, with paved paths between the facilities. They have built a number of exciting slides, one of which goes through a dark tunnel. For Idun, who is not very enthusiastic about slides, a tour in the current ringpool was more tempting – on a tube. The only concern is therefore this, from Idun: There is no suitable training pool in this water park. But they do have a small fountain, which made up for the disappointment. Finally, Idun could have a fountain bath in Italy!
A fountainbath in Aquafelix is just right.
After the bath, time is just perfect for dinner. We suggest you to head for Piazza Aurelia Saffi. There you can find several cafès, restaurants and pubs, and a beautiful view of the medieval walls. Buon appetito!
Piazza Saffi – Lively sitting (pedestrian) street in Civitavecchia.
