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Some cities, like New York, supposedly never sleep. Others, like Paris, seem to wake early, getting ready for another day. Amsterdam, at least on a Saturday morning, appears to be a city that likes to sleep in.
Rain began to fall soon after my husband, Peter, and I sat down at a cafe overlooking the Amstel River in Amsterdam. But we were cozy and dry, and the rhythm of the drops only served to double the ambience as we sipped wine and chatted about past travel adventures.
It’s still impressive some 2,000 years later, from its intact brick arches to the dark warren of underground passages. But the ancient Roman amphitheater in this southern Italian city near Naples is also noteworthy for what it replaced when it was built in the first century A.D. — the combat arena once stalked by Spartacus, the famed gladiator whose massive slave revolt threatened Rome itself.