I WASN’T DRUNK
For those of you who read yesterday’s blog and thought I was either totally wasted, had had a stroke or forgotten how to formulate a sentence, spell the easiest of words, like get, or write without giant spaces in between words, it wasn’t my fault. No, not at all. The internet in the hotel was in an on off mode. So just as I would write it would go down, and then I would save, but it would not save. And it would revert to that weird looking thing that went out as my blog. So I do apologize and hopefully this morning the WiFi is on my side.
Great day yesterday ~ Taylor arrived! Don’t know how she pulled it off – perseverance and charm but she got herself a new passport in 24 hours and got herself on a flight and only missed one day here. She arrived tired and cheery and we were so happy to see her.
Reminds me must put her passport in the hotel safe!
Started the day at the Borghese Gardens. I had never been to the museum there and if I had it was so long ago I would not remember. They had a wonderful exhibit up – many of the sculptures that Napoleon had taken out of Italy and put in the Louvre were returned and are now on display in their original home. Lucy who is not that interested in Renaissance sculpture decided to amuse herself by counting penises in each room. There was a slight debate as to whether broken off counted or not. We decided it did. Whatever allows us to get through a museum in peace works for me. (Twenty -four seemed to be the winning number) We only got to spend an hour and a half there, partially because of the screwy Internet and The Gallery closed at one. I never understand this, had an animated discussion with Glenn why they close the museums here at one. They have you in there, people will stay inside, eat lunch, buy things in the gift shop, why close for two hours? It’s insane. He said why do you think Italy is in the shape it’s in. I have few photos as they do that truly annoying thing of locking up your purse with everything in it.I don’t mind them going through my purse, but come- on don’t take it. And I forgot I had my passport in there, we could have had a brand new passport incident to get through.
By the time we got back to the hotel Taylor had arrived. She changed in a flash and we were out on the streets. She was a real trooper going on no sleep and all the anxiety of the last two days. We took it easy and walked around Piazza del Popolo, the square behind our hotel. There is wonderful church full of Caravaggios but it only opens at four. Go figure. Don’t they have plenty of extra nuns who would love to sit there and collect money?
So we wandered down the street and found a Mario Testino show called Todo o Nada which both girls loved. We got Taylor used to the area. We stopped for many coffees and hit some stores and by then it was the end of the day. Taylor needed a nap, Glenn wanted a cigar so Lucy and I watched an episode of Modern Family on her iPad and we all recharged.
Last night was a treat. We went to Al Moro for dinner, an ancient Roman restaurant behind the Trevi Fountain. I consumed perhaps my favorite meal: Roman artichokes, grilled scampi, pasta pomodoro, and the best pears poached in red wine I have ever had. Fully satisfied, mumbling that this might have been the meal of my life thus far, we made our way to The Trevi Fountain where an hour of photo taking ensued. It’s still killing me, between my Nikon, my Canon G12 and my iPhone – iPhone gets the best shots.
My family is all here and we are off to The Colosseum. Oh and Glenn is in the gym. I’m now going to eat my morning donut!