I have just returned over the mountains from Rome. What always amazes me about the Eternal City is the easy-going way the ancient and the everyday inhabit the streets, tightly wedged together side by side. Elsewhere such monuments might be encased in a glass dome, impossible to touch, attached to a scholarly bookshop. But in Rome it seems you can move in beside an Emperor's temple, hang out your laundry next to a Corinthian column and simply get on with the task of urban living. Knowing Roma is there, as we live here in the Marche mountains, is a wonderful feeling.Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Roma
I have just returned over the mountains from Rome. What always amazes me about the Eternal City is the easy-going way the ancient and the everyday inhabit the streets, tightly wedged together side by side. Elsewhere such monuments might be encased in a glass dome, impossible to touch, attached to a scholarly bookshop. But in Rome it seems you can move in beside an Emperor's temple, hang out your laundry next to a Corinthian column and simply get on with the task of urban living. Knowing Roma is there, as we live here in the Marche mountains, is a wonderful feeling.
