Saturday, April 16, 2022

Pantheon And Hadrian's Temple

Our second major foray was to include the Pantheon, my favorite building, and two art-laden churches we always visit in the neighborhood. As always, there were some surprises along the way, from the never-seen-before department (at least by us, so far far as we can remember). FWIW, bus #71 carries us almost from our door to the Pantheon/Trevi/Piazza Navona area, so we have become frequent riders.

Along the way, the Marcus Aurelius triumphal
column













Executive summary: he fought lots of battles and
was emperor: one of the five "good" ones

New to us department: helpful model of what Hadrian's Temple
looked like back in the day

What's left...just these 11 columns and the structure above them;
behind them is a contemporary building that houses the Rome
Chamber of Commerce, where we saw the model; sic transit, Gloria

Detail of the entabulature, which has held up relatively well 
for two millennia; well, maybe not; anyhow, we swear we have
never seen this before

Pantheon standard approach view

Among my favorite images

It would take a much larger lens than mine to capture all 142 feet
of height and diameter; the perfect symmetry

Us, there; as I said, everyone--everyone--wears a mask indoors
and on public transit here

They have cordoned-off the center...crowd-control? COVID?

Rafael's tomb

Parthian porch ceiling shot; the place always amazes



SM Maggiore, 2022

Our first foray, apart from the neighborhood, was to Termini for some shopping (it's a shopping center as well as train station), and then the couple blocks over to St. Mary Maggiore, one of the four papal churches...fifth century, noted for its fifth century mosaics glorifying Mary--the Council of Ephesus, where Mary was declared Mother of God, was fresh in the church fathers' memories--and also explicating the relationship between the old and new testaments. Alas, the sun was not quite right. Some of the principal mosaics are high up in the nave, the south side too dark, the north side too bright; or v. v.; plus we forgot to bring the binoculars. So we'll have to go back, after the Easter crush. Nonetheless...

Helpful plan of the church





It's interesting how different the four papal churches are, three
of them being of roughly the same age and architecture (Roman
basilica)(St. Paul's is my favorite); here it's partly the age, but
also the age and importance of the mosaics

Apse

The great triumphal arch

Down in the crypt, the principal relic, splinters of Jesus' crib, or
perhaps the whole crib; or some crib splinters

On the giant half-dome; crowning Mary Queen of Heaven; very old
and influential depiction; note the Byzantine-style angels

Elevation and mosaics

Looking toward the stern

Worrisome crack in one of the chapels

The piazza, from the porch


Friday, April 15, 2022

In Rome

The next several days we spent in Knoxville, with Vicki's sister Marie and her husband Norm, packing for a three-month European campaign and cleaning and securing the camper for storage. We flew the friendly vegetarian skies on April 5th, arriving in Rome early the 6th, navigating Fiumicino Aeroporte and the train to Tiburtina station in Rome like pros. We're still a little less like pros with taxis, but we managed without getting cheated and arrived at our new temporary home by the appointed check-in time. The landlord's assistant appeared somewhat later, let us into the apartment and gave us a less than cursory introduction to it and its "amenities." He spoke only a little English. Within a few days someone else appeared to walk us through the mysteries of the dishwasher, the washing machine (actually producing manuals), the keys and locks, the heating system and so on. And in English too. I'll spare you pix of the apartment, which is quite nice and as advertised, but if you're curious you can see its current AirBnB advert here

The apartment is in a large apartment building in the neighborhood of San Lorenzo, Tiburtina district, a kilometer or so east of Termini, the main train/bus/tram station. The neighborhood is not in the least touristy, but certainly within walking distance of many of the sights. In Rome, you're stuck with the bus system, since there are only the two main metro lines. They're building a third line, but with every cubic foot of digging, more artefacts bubble up. Rescue archeology to the rescue. The progress is slow, and I don't expect to live to ride on the third line. But the bus system goes everywhere, and we have relied on it when not just walking.

Our first week has been slow. Apparently jet lag gets worse as you age. That and late night street noise outside our first floor (European) windows. Also the neighbor's barking dogs. But we have gotten around a bit, first in the neighborhood--searching out the mercatos, the farmacias, the restos, the poste, the cafes, the gelaterias, and so on.--and then more widely, SM Maggiore, the Pantheon, Trevi, some churches, some art, Piazza Navona, Spanish Steps, Villa and Galleria Borghese, and many points in between. You never have to walk very far in the old city to see something of interest. FWIW, everyone here is masked indoors and on public transit. Everyone. It's Holy Week now, so for the weekend we'll be avoiding the Holy Places, doing some classical, Roman places instead. We've done much of this before...Rome is a favorite city, and we've visited many times...so just search via keyword for anything of interest. 

Where we are, 68 Via Tiburtina (click to enlarge)



We're just outside the Aurelian walls...3rd century CE; guard towers
every 90 meters

Interestingly, the city has had only two sets of walls, the Servian,
4th century BCE, and the Aurelian; in the Pax Romana, and the
conquering years leading up to it, they feared nothing


Nearby arch; not as impressive as the Louis XIV Porte St. Denis
we lived near in Paris, but hey, when in Rome...

A small stretch of the really ancient Servian Wall, unearthed
when they were building Termini station











Our street, Via Tiburtina; we're in the middle building

Thus

Our appartamento

Gelato San Lorenzo a block and a half away
Primavera

Pigeon Forge

From our late 60s travels we had always remembered Cherokee, NC, as the zenith, the nadir, the acme, the summit of touristic crap. Kitsch at best. More recent drive-throughs, however, have convinced us that the presence and growth of the Indian casino there has transformed Cherokee into something more respectable, sort of, gentrified, almost interesting, if you're into "gaming." Certainly no longer for the lower middle class budget family vacation. And no longer our standard of crap. But just over the hill, through the Park, Gatlinburg and Pigeon Forge, TN, have taken up the cause, and they are now our models of the cheesy kitschy touristy heights, at least on this continent. We had a free night at the Pigeon Forge Holiday Inn  and used it to celebrate Vicki's birthday as well as a base for exploring some of the wonders of Pigeon Forge, which is mostly a dozen or more "dinner theaters." We'll leave Gatlinburg for another day. Perhaps another life. 

The Hollywood Wax Museum

Closer up; King Kong has already eaten much of the Empire
State Building, including Fay Wray; looks like he nibbled some
on the Chrysler Building too

Mount Trashmore? I think one of them might be Elvis
Not a dinner theater: the Smoky Mountain Snowpark
Civil War dinner theater: loads of laughs

Not sure what this was

No doubt here, the Titanic, sailing under an American flag; watch
out for that iceberg! More loads of laughs as husbands and wives,
little children lost their lives...

All the parking lots for 3 miles of this were jammed

As a McCoy, Vicki was intrigued by the Hatfield/McCoy dinner
feud, as it is styled; somehow we restrained ourselves; she's 
waiting to take grand-daughter Penelope, who no doubt will be
quite impressed with her heritage

Medieval fantasyland

This brief injection of reality was nearly surreal

Possibly not a dinner theater

Aaargh!

A resort for Jimmy Buffet fans; there's one in Gatlinburg too

Ever more opportunities for mirth and comestibles

Like Its a Small World but with dinosaurs

Still pondering the "Jesus Saves" establishment: a bank? a Christian-
themed restaurant (manna from heaven? new wine in old skins?
rack of lamb of God?)?

Putt-putt

We settled for dinner at the Alamo steakhouse; Davy Crockett
was born on a mountain-top in Tennessee, greenest state in the
land of the free; don't you know

My surf 'n turf and creamed spinach
Her steak and baked potato; more than a trace of meat tenderizer,
she said

Wednesday, April 13, 2022

Smokemont

The last leg of our southern journey took us into and through the Great Smoky Mountain National Park, which we've visited numerous times before, starting in 1969. We spent the night at the Smokemont campground, reconnoitering a bit for the coming summer, and then headed on to the amusement trifecta of Cherokee, Gatlinburg, and Pigeon Forge.

Myself, at Mt. Le Conte Lodge, 1969

Vicki, at Smokemont (?), 1969; that's your tent, Tawana!

Our encampment, 2022

The temps were down to 32F that night, and yet there were
dozens of people camping in tents; hearty souls