I don't dare tell the folks back home, but it was hot today in Rome - felt like 25 degrees, at least; people were sweltering and keeping to the shady side of the street. It felt like every tourist, and every school group, were here today. What a city. Bruce and I started out together, but eventually he left me on my own with the map. And it was beautiful - awe-inspiring, until I tried to find my way home and got hopelessly lost. Took an hour and a half, stumbling about with the map. Luckily, when I got here, Bruce had bought a nice bottle of Chianti which cheered me up. And my aching feet too.
Santa Prassede church - 9th century mosaicsEven the broccoli is exotic and beautiful
Some fountain of semi-naked men in a courtyard somewhere
Largo Argentina, where the stray cats live
Meat
Pasta - at the Campo de' Fiore
Palazzo Spada
A gaggle of nuns
It's too bad the Romans don't decorate their churches a bit more
The Tiber
Another sad, plain little church
And this - I waited to see the Caravaggio but it remained closed - for lunch?
The Spanish steps
A nice house. (At this point, it's all a blur.)
A few folks at the Trevi fountain
The view from one of our windows
No fair! You get 2 springs! By the time you get home all the dirty, crusty snow will have vanished. The birds are already out singing about it. Love to Bruce.
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Yes, I'm aware of having two springs - MORE! One cannot have too many springs! Bruce sends his love to you and Maurice, and so do I.
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