Tag Archives: Rome if you want to

The first thing that happened was we overslept. Oops. Our taxi driver got us to the airport just in time and we went inside to check in only to find that we had to back outside and get in a … Continue reading →

I have been exceedingly blessed in this life to have seen many things and to have met many people and to have been many places. Today we went to the Sistine Chapel, and the grease is right. I was expecting … Continue reading →

they did not magically dry overnight on the charmingly termed “clothes horse.” Grimace very graciously went over to the Hard Rock Café and got me a lovely sweatshirt (with a front pocket! and a hood!). I have felt like a … Continue reading →

All I know for certain is that when the clothes come out of the washer/dryer, they will not be the same as when they went it. Turns out that not only do I not speak Italian, I don’t read it … Continue reading →

That’s the lyric that keeps running through my head. We spend a lot of our time taking pictures of other people with their cameras. It seems to make them happy. We also spend a lot of time talking to strangers. … Continue reading →

It is a myth that all Italians in big cities speak English. My feet were sweating in my socks today and by the time we made our way over to St. Peter’s (successfully on a bus and a train) and … Continue reading →

So, hey. There’s a marathon in Rome today. Yesterday we slept until nearly 1 in the afternoon, then went to our little piazza for sandwiches and drinks, then to the tabacchi for bus passes and cappuccinos. Those bus passes are … Continue reading →

I am having a test packing of my suitcase. Let us pray.