After another week in Middle California, puttering and packing and putting
Le Sport into storage, Level airlines (a subsidiary of Iberia, which is a subsidiary of British Air, which is a subsidiary of...who knows) jetted us to Barcelona and then to Rome. Black Lane got us from Fiumi to Rebecca's apartment near the Campo dei Fiore, where we spent our first night. (Rebecca, Jeremy, and grand-daughter Penelope--
La Familia Sabbatica--had preceded us to Rome by a couple days). Next morning Black Lane transported us and our luggage to Prato Smeraldo, the Emerald Meadow, where we got
Le Duc, our European camper, out of storage and onto a campsite. The next couple days we spent getting all of
Le Duc's systems up and running, unpacking, moving back in, re-acclimatizing to Europe and its ways, and dealing with the customary 9 hour jet-lag. We got into the city on several occasions, some to be with the family and Penelope, some to do more of our own touring, some for administrative purposes. See below.
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Storefront near Rebecca's apartamiento on Via dei Giubbonari; we're working on P's
recognition of capitals (a. Doric b. Ionian c. Corinthian d. none of the above) |
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English poets are still frequenting Rome |
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Something you'd never see in the US; well, maybe at the White House |
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In the courtyard on a nearby street |
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Garden centers double as pet stores in Italy; here I'm walking by one on the way
to the supermercato; half of the garden center is today serving as a canine boot camp |
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Scores of them, mostly golden retrievers, a few black labs, listening intently, taking
notes, wondering what the treat will be |
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We visited the Sunday antique market at Porta Portese with Rebecca and P |
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T-shirt in the market: having endured Berlusconi for some years,
Italians can understand our shame |
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Silver pizza cutter |
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The bakery Roscioli just around the corner from the apartment (a Fatamorgana was
just a bit further down the alley) |
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Yes, we're in Rome |
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Intrepid Penelope at the Bocca della Veritas |
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At the Circo Massimo |
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Imperial sky boxes above the Circo |
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All Rome abloom; we'll be following the bloom north all the way into the UK |
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En route with Penelope to the church of San Clemente (next post) |