Saudia Arabia and Italy Celebration

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We get back early from the Villa d’Este; there’s some light left so we decide to go to the Campanile museum which we missed. It was closed for a diplomatic event – 70 years of Saudi/Italy relations – but the plaza was more crowded than the day before.

garda2We see a lot of dignitaries in “costume” as B says. african
They unload from busses and mingle with the tourists on the stairs Michelangelo designed for horses to mount. The crowd is under the watchful eye of the Garda (police) who have their own costumes – check out the chic hats.
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B claims the Africans have the best clothing, the patterns, the colors. I love dignity of the these men, but look! No women – are you surprised?

As is probably obvious from this blog so far, I feel shy and intrusive taking pictures of people.

Sometimes when I danced, we would perform outside and flash photos were taken, despite requests not to (the light is disorienting). It was odd to know my picture was in the album of some unknown tourist.

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That said, I couldn’t resist this cosmopolitan bunch, but I took my shots from a distance and cropped the pictures. (Hooray for the camera B bought me – a Canon Powershot. It’s a beaut.)

I note that my father, who was an excellent photographer, had the same sensibility. He always asked permission unless it was with telephoto.

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In one famous encounter, he asked an Indian in the Southwest if he could take his picture. “Fifty cents,” the man said.

“Ok,” said my father. “Could you step out in the sun.”

“Fifty cents in shade, one buck in sun.”

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Back to this lot…

Check out the dignified man with the pink shopping bag.

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If you’ve been following this blog, you know the condition of my feet at this point, but we have two more things we want to do in Rome: visit the Spanish steps and eat at a recommended restaurant – Il Margutta.

Of course, we walk.

On the way we pass an irresistible courtyard…a Renaissance interpretation of Pompeii.

The Spanish Steps are like the Trevi Fountain – packed. (Everybody’s feet hurt…) It’s kinda nice to sit at the fountain and people watch.

spanish steps2 Even though it feels like midnight, it’s only 6:15 when we arrive at the restaurant and it doesn’t open for 45 minutes. Luckily we’re in an interesting, non-touristy neighborhood (because it’s vegetarian?)

Finally we eat one of the best meals of the trip. I have homemade gorgonzola-filled ravioli with a spinach sauce.

Perfect ending to Rome.

Tomorrow it’s on to Florence.

Comments

  1. Julie Hayhurst says:

    Interesting pictures and stories Terri 🙂

  2. yer cuzzin Karen says:

    That ravioli sounds delish, but I had to laugh out loud at the pricing your father was given in the Southwest. 🙂 Great post as usual.

  3. Julie says:

    Ah Florence…. my favorite city in Italy so far… I will be living vicariously through your pictures 🙂

  4. Renee Miller says:

    The Sheiks – black and white – fabulous shot!

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