At the office yesterday, my colleague asked me what sights I planned to go see in Rome today. When I replied that I actually had a flight back to the UK at noon, he looked at me as if I was nuts. It dawned on me that I had a weekend to kill, and I could either kill it in cold, rainy Reading (not even London!), or in warm, sunny Rome. Gee, let me think about that...for about half a second.
So I called our travel department and got a flight booked for early Monday morning that gets me into Heathrow more than early enough to get in a full day at the office, then reworked my hotel reservations.
So it's off to see some of the sights, and with any luck my cell phone camera will produce pictures good enough for posting.