OK, you can have just a little

I wasn't going to, but I can't resist. I went to the Domus Aurea today -- Nero's Golden House, now buried under the ruins of Trajan's Baths. The tour was great, but even more incredible were the dozen jaw-droppingly attractive young women that were leading the tours / staffing the ticket office. Glamorous, beautiful, with lovely thick accents when speaking English. I know nothing more about the Domus Aurea than when I started (due entirely to the level of distration I suffered, not the quality of the tour), and guess what... I couldn't care less. That's what books are for.