It's also right down the street.
I visited the site of the Roman baths this afternoon.
What's cool about these ruins: you can scamper all over them. I guess that I'm just so used to old things in America being behind ropes and glass with guards and docents telling you not to touch. (Side note: I LOVE to touch things. Especially art work. It has gotten me into a few scrapes at several museums.) So I walked up to the viewing point and thought, well, that's lovely. Then I noticed there were stairs going down and inside. Then I noticed people climbing on top of the ruins to have their pictures taken. There were no ropes, no glass, no bars, no alarms, no video cameras. Just a couple of these signs:
It's a horrible way to preserve ancient history. But it was a fun way to spend the afternoon.
There are several acres of other stuff to look at - mostly old tombs you can climb down into that are litered with giant dead beetles - but my camera battery was dead by the time I got up to that part. Which is an enormous shame because the Presidential Palace is right next door so there were a few palace guards roaming the grounds and I turned a corner on a path and caught one of them peeing near some ancient relics. Is there no greater demonstration of manliness than to pee out in the open with a machine gun slung across your shoulder?