What a happy day!

Even though Fonzie was left in good care, we spent a particularly happy day in Rome with three new friends, with both East and West Coast represented. Just as I was complaining about lack of human company.

But first, as usually on the weekend, a recap of the past week on my blog. There were:

• Two Roald Dahl quotations and a visit to San Bruzio monastery ruins with the right people (and animal);
• several windows and other holes from “Slovenian Tuscany”;
• a visit to the Rotonda above the Abbey of San Galgano where cats watch over the sword that has been left in stone;
• on my grandma’s birthday there were doors in Talamone cemetery in all senses of the word because it was Thursday;
• and on the weekly photo subject of “Friends” you could see my spirit animals and learn to stay away from false friends.

I don’t suppose many of you know that the real name of our Bestia is Fonzie, yes, after Arthur Fonzarelli from “Happy Days”.

Yesterday, while he was resting and apparently crying for us in the most beautiful Roman garden, we had a grand time, hopping around Rome’s less known neighbourhoods, basilicas and restaurants with a jolly American trio who thus commenced their tour of Italy. I told them – after yesterday all days will lack in comparison.

Let’s see what all you can see if a natural born Romano is showing your around. Individual destinations will get their own posts in the future (except the post office with no stamps – stamp it!). Click on the first photo and follow along. 

We had to go back to Non-Catholic Cemetery in Testaccio to enjoy its tranquillity…

…and pyramid. Roman Pyramid of Cestius is small but cheeky.

One of the central post offices, the one in Via Marmorata, might be beautiful but does not carry postcard stamps for the USA, unless they can stamp them instead.

Ostiense is full of fish.

Of all sorts.

Marco caught two from the West Coast. 😀

The “tavola calda” where amore loves to have lunch during work. The Sicilians delivered big time.

When we asked amore what kind of bridge this was, he said The Bridge. So be it.

Could be somewhere in Central America. Off my “Secrets of Rome” list: Basilica of Saint Paul Outside the Walls.

On the inside even more impressive than from the outside. Before I hadn’t heard it mentioned anywhere. Who knows how many places like this Rome is hiding?

Then we went to Trastevere where I shared views and doors with this like-minded East Coaster.

This part reminded me of home, Ljubljana’s old town. Not quite as old.

I heard that we had to see the frescoes of the Basilica Santa Maria in Trastevere. Do it.

Then it was clearly gelato time. Not to mention a door. Photo: MC

“Almost Corner Bookshop”, Via del Moro 45, a rare English bookshop in Rome.

The way to get around. We rotated on the front seat so that amore didn’t get bored.

We passed Stadio dei Marmi, built in 1920’s, one of amore’s favourite places. There was an event in progress.

We drove up to Monte Mario. Here is “the Typewriter” as zoomed from there.

Sophistication personified. Even if it’s just iced coffee.

This monument was put here ages ago just so that we would sit on it one day. And then – pizza. Thank you Rome, amore and new friends! Photo: MC

Photo: © signature mmm (+ two by amore)