Rome in 347 pictures and plenty of ice cream

Let's start with a poem. Inspired by Paris two weeks ago.

You threw me a kiss through the window
as I saw you move on

I stood still
unable to move (on)

The kiss still burning on my cheek and my hand as its shield
as if that would save it from the world around me
moving on

When all I wanted was to stay in the moment
Still

And now let's move on to Rome. Ah, 30 degrees and sun would be enough for me anywhere. But having it in Rome makes it even better. I must say, I achieved many of my goals on that trip. I took a lot of pictures. It's the typical story: Girl gets camera, girl takes pictures, more pictures and even more pictures. Girl gets tired of carrying the camera on day three. Girl takes less and less pictures and of more and more strange things. But it is always fun. Documenting the world. Collecting those glimpses.



I must admit. This writing session needs no background music. I'll have to choose the music afterwords. It'll be something with a good rythm. Maybe something Cuban.

Back to Rome. Besides taking those photos I did enjoy having a [read plenty] good cappuccino, especially when some of them came with a lovely heart shaped white foam on top. The best cup of cappuccino? At Café Trevi, just due passi [or not even that] from the Fontana di Trevi. And yes: it came with a smile and heart shaped foam :)



And the ice cream. For me, doing Italy without ice cream would be like swimming in the desert.

Testing procedure
To do the appropriate testing the test person [me] has to be careful to always choose the same size of the ice cream. If possible, it should be a big cone. What the hell, the biggest there is. It's important to keep the size the same. It is also important to have, again - if possible, one flavour that always is included in the test. That way the test person has one given criteria, which is easy to compare from one test to another. During this seven-day test it was chocolate. With chocolate I gave [some documentation on test materia got lost during the week] liquorice, pistachio, lemon, cream, coconut and chocolate chip a chance to measure up. The winner of the seven-day test was the chocolate [that was a surprise!], but not a very ordinary one. A deep and profound type of chocolate, with pieces of canded fruit in it. It was heaven.

The apartment was excellent for a stay like this. Especially when we got back to it the first night, noticing that the key we'd got didn't fit into the lock of the front door of the house. I called our landlord, Enzo. "La chiave funziona" [the key works] was his story. Mine was the opposite one. But Enzo was kind enough to bring us another one. And it did open the door.


[No, this is NOT the apartment]

And yes. I did meet the pope.
That's Rome for now. I'm sure I'll give it another thought when it sinks in. I'm still waiting for my luggage, and I'm hoping my bottle of latte condensato is in there when the bag finally arrives.