Sunday, February 28, 2010

Una Passeggiata Incantevole a Trastevere

Ciao everyone!  Great news!!! The sun finally arrived this week, perfectly timed with my recovery from the worst cold ever: duration 8 days, mostly spent in bed watching television online = huge bummer when abroad.

To celebrate my health, I took myself for an afternoon walk in Trastevere yesterday. Trastevere is an area of Rome not to be missed and worth spending more than a single afternoon ambling through the corkscrew alleys.  Fifty-odd years ago it was kind of the Roman ghetto where no-one went or wanted to live. Today, it's considered a hip bohemian neighborhood with lots of pizzerias and restaurants, cafés, one-of-a-kind boutiques and bars... kind-of like Abbot Kinney in Venice, CA, but more awesome and less expensive, and just slightly older and totally different, so I guess it's not the same at all. So much for comparisons.  

It was sunny and warm and seemed like everyone had the same idea as me. Here are some pictures from my walk-about. The first few pics are in Piazza Santa Maria di Trastevere where the oldest church in all of Rome still stands, dating back to 3rd century AD and houses these amazing Bysantine mosaics of the same era. If you are ever in Rome, you have to check out this church! It's a fun little piazza with kids running around, couples holding hands, friends and family catching up with one another, and me, eating gelato of course.

 



Apparently the ingredient of the day was artichoke. I love how they make little flower arrangements with them.  Below is simply fantastic: Here's the website for "Women against Discrimination."



Sometimes, I don't know why I take certain pictures. Those of you who are actual photographers or amateurs or have any taste at all, would probably agree. When I took the picture below I thought it would be cool. But I had to stand in the street to take it, truely risking my life when a little old Italian man sideswiped my backside as he drove by. I have officially been hit by a car.  The picture is clearly not worth it, but now at least it tells a story.

Fortunately, I am alive today to blog about it. Shortly afterward, I walked on to catch the Tram #8 to Largo Argentina and shop for boots, a far less dangerous sport than photography.


Sunday, February 21, 2010

Una Lunghissima Pausa!

Ciao!!!!!

Well, I am back in bella Italia and have been enjoying the Roman lifestyle for the past few weeks, despite the rain! It's been raining a lot this month and it snowed the other day. So, does it ever snow in Rome? "Ogni morte di Papá" which translates to "Every death of the Pope" which in turn means, once in a blue moon.



 For those of you a bit out of the loop I went to Philly at Christmas to say "ciao" to the family and ended up staying for all of January. Here's the itty-bitty recap on that month: I was sick for the first 2 weeks, had a life crisis during week 3, resolved life crisis during week 4 with the decision to come back to Italy right away and worry about life at a later point in time. January also included many good times with friends and family; thanks for always making it so hard for me not to love Philly!

So, here I am in Italy again and it's been wonderful. I love the chaos of Rome and big city life: tons of people to chat up, lots of cafés to pop into for a cappuccino, hundreds of streets to wander down where I eventually ask myself, "Where am I and how did I get here?" On my third day in Rome, I got lost on my way to Campo di Fiori. Within a 3 block radius I must have asked directions at least 16 times which brought me wonderful affirmation and proves that Rome is the perfect place for me: every single time I stopped someone to ask directions, both men and women called me "bella" and told me I spoke Italian really well. And so I am here to stay! Well, at least until the travel bug bites and takes me elsewhere. The savvy observer might interject that if I actually understood Italian well then I wouldn't get lost quite so easily to which I would reply, I get distracted easily by sparkly objects, my quest for the perfect leather purse and gelato, thank you very much.

More to come soon, I promise. I do have one request for you: the next time you say your bedtime prayers, can you please ask God, Buddha or to whomever you pray to send some California sunshine my way! I am sick of the rain! Grazie!