I can relate to this carriage driver. Afternoon sieste here is de rigueur.
Like Paris, Rome also celebrated a Fete de la Musique on June 21. Italian guys in kilts, the Roman Pipe Band.
Crowds at the Spanish steps listening to a marching band, which wasn't marching but tiered on the steps.
Tuscan rooftop vista.
A doorway in Tuscany on yesterday's day trip.
My Roman motto. Heck, it's my life motto. Carpe diem. Seize the day.
Ciao for now!
6 comments:
Polly, your pictures make me feel like going back to Italy...
Lovely, lovely photos! Now I'm going to have to start planning our next trip after Paris...Italy it is!
Your blog is bringing back so many memories! I'm so glad I stumbled upon it! I have added you to my Google Reader and look forward to reading more! Thanks!
Beautiful photos, beautiful!
I've missed your posts!
Italy is not so far away, yet is another world away from Paris (especially southern Italy.) I definitely will return. My take on it:
Rome: more color, sun, fragrance, fountains, smiles, gusto. Way more tourists!!
Paris: more subtlety, flowers & trees, dogs, edge.
Does that make sense?
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