I have been here two days, jet lagged, but happy to be here.
The adventure started with Luftanza losing Jesse’s bag. He was not happy. Per fortuna, I suggested to him that he bring a change of clothes in his backpack. His bag will show up someday.
Now he is a bit happier, Francesco and Micaela from Cortona have arrived.
Now, everyone is happy, having the first incredible meal of the trip, at my favorite local trattoria, Trattoria da Enzo (thanks Lisabette and Jaime!) Melt in your mouth Burrata (a type of mozzarella, insomma) Carciofi e fiori di zucca. Da morire- to die for. If you are ever in Rome, do not miss this place. This is not a heavily touristed trattoria, a good sign.
I am up at the crack of dawn and explore the neighborhood. There is a wonderful quality about being up early in any Italian city or town. It is a more local and authentic atmosphere. Here, Roman businessmen going to work in their elegant attire, shopkeepers washing the sidewalk in front of their stores, workers slamming down the first caffe in the bars. Not many tourists are up yet. Heaven.
Second caffe of many to come this morning, Gran Caffe’ Santos. A fitting name. It is truly a caffe of saints.
The timbrificio, sign maker, complete with baby doll in the corner of his display window. Why he has a baby doll there is anyones guess, but it caught my eye immediately.
Just another fantastic courtyard that I saw from the street.
Piazza Navona. Usually crowded with people, a scene. This morning, practically no one.
Fontana di Quattro Fiumi by one of my all time favorite sculptors, Gian Lorenzo Bernini.
The church of Sant’ Agnese in Agone by Francesco Borromini. Evidently the two artists/architects were rivals, and Bernini could not stand the atrocity that was this church across the way from his fountain. Bernini created this guy, with a gesture of his hand pointed towards the church clearly saying “Che schifo!” or what a mess! His expression is one of distain and disgust. A big fuck you from Bernini to Borromini. Love that.
And the wonderful Chiostro di Bramante, around the corner from where we are staying.
My third caffe of the morning at Caffe della Pace, a very old established caffe. I settle down at one of the outside tables, with wi-fi connection and proceed to write this post. Life is good today.
Susie’s sister Lynne here. Suze showed me your photos and blog and it’s fabulous.You really have captured the early morning in Roma. Also, jesse looks great! Best to you all, Lynne
I am excited for you and your family to be able to play in Italy for a while! Thanks for sharing the adventure. Great photos. We will have to swap stories when you get back. ~Genevieve
Love the Bernini fountain. Looks like Rome agrees with you. Ciao bella.
Stunning & I’m beyond jealous Xxxx
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thank you stacey for taking us with you on your adventure!! love it!!
Thank you so much for posting this Stacey! I miss it so much I could cry! I love you sweet friend! xoxo
Hi Stacey, I love Roma and am so excited to see your photos and experiences – keep them coming!
Thanks Stace – too many years since my eyes have feasted . Have wonderful stories about Piaza Novona…
Desiring coffee and a walk with you. xo S
As usual, Stacey, really wonderful stuff! I really wish we were there again!
One friendly suggestion: If you can, prior to listing your link to this website on FaceBook, give a little intro such as “See my whole story here:” or some better invitation…hmmm…???
I really love your work and want everyone to have the great blessing of being able to share in your adventures vicariously, just as we love doing!!!
In bocca lupo!!
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