When in Rome... Eat Gelato and Pizza...

Trip Start Aug 15, 2007
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Trip End Jun 01, 2012


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Flag of Italy  , Lazio,
Friday, August 8, 2008

After driving through an entrance arched into an ancient wall... we entered into the old city center of Rome... drove past the Colosseum... using it as a massive round-about... and turned into an increasingly narrow road... more like an alley... the cab driver parked the car... could go no further... and pointed up a hill... motioning to go left... So, with bags in tow... we headed up the cobbled street and found the front door to our apartment... our home for the next week... hiked up to the second floor... dumped our bags and opened up the windows and shutters... fresh air... well... fresh for a city... Rome is a fairly small city... very walkable... and not too polluted... our apartment was perfect... loud till two in the morning sometimes... but it felt right... wooden ceiling beams and all...

We took in the classic sites... ate Pizza everyday... sometimes 3 times a day... savored every lick and bite of gelato... ordering flavors like cinnamon, mango, tiramisu, coconut, yoghurt cream... gaining back a bit of the weight that we had sweated and swam off in Greece...

We also spent a few evenings hanging out at the Spanish Steps and the Trevi Fountain... a highlight for the boys... always kissing and hugging... and lots of loving going on there... Italian style... It has historically been a meeting place for the beautiful and ambitious... One night, as we stood on the highest balcony of the Spanish Steps, we enjoyed a show of a couple having a spat... after waving her finger and calling him a few choice names... she walked away... only to turn around and find him sneaking behind a group of people... which led to a complex chase up and down multiple layers of steps and balconies... he would duck and hide... she would stop, look right... left... down through peoples legs... and somehow find him... diving straight through the pools of thousands... tracking him the whole way... It has been awhile since I have heard the boys belly laugh as hard as they did that night... needless to say they wanted to catch the next episode each evening... always hoping for a repeat performance...

We also slipped into many churches and cathedrals... always coming face to face with Mary... she is a powerful figure in Rome... and Italy for that matter... Mary has Jesus beat out at least 10 to 1 throughout the streets of Rome... for every statue or picture of Jesus... Mary has at least 10 dedicated to her... Nobody messes with the Italian Momma... and Mary is main one... Each building of worship we entered offered a peaceful and welcomed break from the heat and noise of the streets outside... not to mention the interesting artifacts found within... it became like a treasure hunt... What famous religious article was to be found... some of the most interesting... the chains that bound John the Baptist... a powerful sculpture by Michelangelo... with hands that looked so real they almost seemed to be twitching in the dim light of the sanctuary...

Every morning I would wake before my family and slip off to a local coffee bar for a frothy cup of cafe latte or cappuccino... sipping it with the city workers that were getting juiced up to spend their day cleaning the streets and running the subway cars... Each city has a pulse that is all it's own... a pulse made up of locals, tourists and drifters... but I always find the early risers make up the heart... the heart that pumps that pulse... keeping everything moving... and alive... often the most interesting people... I like starting my day with them...

We all loved Rome... Our next journey... took the morning train to Naples...
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