When approaching Tivoli on the train, we rounded a tunnel and were greeted by what I can only describe as magical. A big cascading waterfall fell from the hills, which were topped with old Italian houses, laundry hanging off balconies and houses precariously placed on the hillside. A beautiful arched bridge and a cathedral bell tower topping off the magic. The streets were a quiet delight after the bustle of Rome. It was like we were transported to an entirely different place and time.