The good times are killing me

My hotel in Rome, Italy was in the outskirts of Rome, and my free time was only a whole day. Well, it sounded like a catch-22 situation, but I truly wanted to make a most of my time in Rome. I was thinking to catch a bus to explore the ever-popular city, or to walk as much as possible. After much thinking, I traveled around Rome on foot to take a lot of pictures, to find a less-known delicious restaurant, to hear the noise of the bustle city and such. It was a long day, and the good times were killing me, but it was worth doing. For lunch, I took this fabulous seafood dish somewhere on a road lead to Rome.