After just on 48 hours in Rome we are
ready to split up. Well almost. The flights over were uneventful
and we were in our Trastervere lodgings shortly after 9 am. Well,
the bags were whilst the aging pilgrims were meant to wander around
for a few hours until the room was ready for us. The lodgings were
recommended by Sarah and Ben and are proving to be very well located
in central Rome and within easy walking distance of old Rome.
So walk we did as we mingled with most
of tourism humanity vying to discover the sights. This is a holiday
weekend in Italy for National Day (2 June) so the streets are quite
full of happy souls out for an early summer celebration. Lots of
smiling faces, everyone is pleasant and helpful so we are happy
campers at this point.
We are on the 'left' side of the
Tiber which appears to be just a little less touristy, in our view.
And locally we are finding some great little eating places, well
located for good shady people watching and lunching.
But now the artist is leaving the scene
exit right to join up with hopefully new found kindred sprits in
Perugia, Umbria. Randall's duty was to ensure she gets to the
airport okay and met by duty driver for the trip north.
Inconsolable, he must then return to lodgings, finish some late
training and to rest up for the planned reunion with mates for The
Walk.
We will be apart until Wednesday week
when we meet up in Lucca somewhere not too far from Florence and
other maddening crowds.
And Italy is happy to have a Government
again. Populist for sure and somewhat anti European maybe and likely
to want to make Italy Great Again. The inwards trend with often
manipulative pollies appealing to lower instincts continues.
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