Rome: Evening Golf Cart Tour with Aperitivo & Drinks

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What’s the experience like?

We were already zipping past the Colosseum before I realized how surreal it felt — wind in my hair, Rome glowing under streetlamps, our little group half-laughing as Marco (our guide) handed out plastic cups of Prosecco. He called it “aperitivo on wheels.” The city felt different at night: quieter but somehow more alive. I caught the smell of warm stone and car exhaust mixing with something sweet from a bakery we passed — maybe maritozzi? Not sure. Marco pointed at the Palatine Hill and told a story about Romulus that made us all snort-laugh. I think he’d told it a hundred times but it still worked.

At Piazza Navona, we stopped for a proper drink — this tiny bar tucked behind the fountains. The bartender poured us some cloudy local beer and slid over plates of olives and little fried things I couldn’t name. I tried to say “grazie” like a Roman and got teased for my accent; everyone joined in. Someone from our group asked about the Jewish Ghetto, so Marco detoured us there next, rolling slow through the narrow lanes while he explained the old walls and pointed out where his grandmother used to buy artichokes. It was one of those moments where you realize how much history just sits around here, layered on itself.

By the time we reached Piazza Venezia, my legs were cold but I didn’t care. We’d seen so much — Circus Maximus in blue twilight, Trevi Fountain echoing with late-night wishes (we didn’t stop there long, just enough to hear coins splash). There was this feeling of being in on some secret version of Rome: not quite locals but not tourists stuck in lines either. The golf cart bumped over cobblestones and someone joked about starting a race with another group — probably would’ve lost.