Accessible Destinations – Rome in a Wheelchair

Us in Rome 2011
“O Rome! my country! city of the soul!”
-Lord Byron
Lord Byron and I agree about Rome. It’s a city which keeps a piece of my soul. Some find the city touristy; others find the hustle and bustle comforting. For us it is beautiful – it is history wrapped in culture and accented by fantastic food. What more could we ask for. Whether Jason and I are wandering around the Coliseum or taking in an art market in Piazza Navona I am bound to have a smile on my face, food in my tummy and my eyes and mind delighted.
Rome’s port, Civitavecchia, offers well paved sidewalks, curb cuts and a scenic boardwalk which is bustling with skateboarders and sales people. Once you take the shuttle bus from your ship to the terminal main gate you’re only a 5-10 minutes stroll from the train station. Jason and I had taken the train from Rome to Civitavecchia before so we knew we enjoyed the ride. Ask for help getting on or off the trains at the stations, the staff are pretty accommodating. Accessible coaches are located at the end of the train and will be clearly marked. We bought our 9€ transit pass just outside the station – you only require one for a wheelchair and attendant – which is good for the train to Rome and the city buses for a day. It’ll take about an hour and a half to get to Termini which is the main transit station and the city center. Once we were at Termini we headed to the underground trains. We did need to call for assistance at stairs twice but the transit centers offer an electronic stair lift with clearly labelled intercom’s to call an attendant quickly to operate the lifts. We caught the underground to the Coliseum’s doorstep.
There was an extensive line for the Coliseum, but we hadn’t been able to see the inside of the massive structure last time we were in Rome. As we got to the front of the line to ask about an accessible entrance we were escorted right in and the entry fee was waved. This is something we’ve noticed, and appreciated, all over Italy. Wheelchair users and attendants are generally admitted into sights free of charge or at half cost. Some of the sights are quite expensive so this really does help with sightseeing costs. I think it’s a neat incentive to encourage those with disabilities to get out and see these historic and fascinating sights.

Rome in 2009
Once inside the Coliseum there were accessible washroom’s, located behind the normal ones, and a lift up to the second story where there is a cool little museum. Jason and I fully enjoyed just wandering around and people watching. Once we were done we caught one of the many accessible busses to Piazza Navona which is one of my favourite spots in Rome. The bus offers a ramp and an area for someone to buckle in their chair with buttons to notify the driver when they wish to disembark the bus.

Piazza Navona
The cobble stone streets of Rome can be challenging to navigate, but we always manage. I just have to be extra attentive about where and how hard I’m pulling Jason. Instead of the Christmas market we discovered last time we were in this piazza there was a beautiful art market. We ended up buying a few small watercolour pieces we fell in love with and ate lunch with a wonderful piazza view. Honestly, happiness is a margarita pizza on a sunny day in Piazza Navona.
After lunch we made our way back to the Coliseum and then the underground train. We hopped back on the “fast” train to Civitavecchia and grabbed pizza at our favourite place, Grill King, which is on the left hand side of the street by the entrance to the port. It’s a small hole in the wall, but I swear the pizza is AMAZING. It was one of the reasons Jason and I were so excited to go back to Rome and it didn’t disappoint. Although it should be noted it’s not an accessible restaurant so I go and get the pizza.
Rome will remain as one for my top five favourite cities and will always have a place in my heart.
Caio!
Those of you who know us well know Jason, my husband, and I had a rough time on the last Holland America Line (HAL) ship we were on. In all fairness we were sailing on an older vessel, in an oceanview stateroom in the very bow of the ship – while the bathroom rails were where they needed to be Jason wasn’t able to roll up to the sink, the shower drainage covers were wide slats that one could easily catch a toe in, the shower chairs were backwards and the room itself was so small Jason couldn’t even get his wheelchair beside the bed. There was no secondary platform for tendering and so Jason had to navigate stairs to get to and from the tender boats. The cruise line did offer to put him onto the tender boat when they let it into the water and then he could re-board the ship when they brought the last tender back up. For us, this was a less than desirable option. If it weren’t for the wonderful food and overly friendly staff – a shout out to Billy, Raka and a few others who made us smile daily – I wouldn’t have been nearly as excited about our recent trip to the Med.












