This is one of the oldest roads in Roma. These stones were laid there in 312 B. C.
And so we were walking as in a little historic fairy-tale and then we reached the final destination, the tomb of Caecilia Metella, the daughter of an important man and the wife of a wealthy man, with the Caetani Castle attached. Special thumbs up for the windows, guys!
As for the door – it had a guardian, you see. He might have been a leaning lenient kind, but a guardian nevertheless. And even when he disappeared, I was overcome by a certain fear of passing through. (Truth be told – one had to pay to enter.)