Friday, June 7, 2019

Architectural Details of Rome: too many to count them all!


Our first full day in Rome was Saturday, May 18, 2019. We discovered Roman coffee and pastries. I didn't get enough pastries; I'm sorry now that I did not.

There was the stop at the Pantheon in a light rain. It was not over crowded at that time. To meet up with one of our family members (on study trip to Venice), we made the hike to the Termini, or main rail station, to meet her returning train and take the two of them to lunch. (Son and daughter in law).

Restrooms are something new to get used to for strangers here. Men and women use common facilities: a private cubicle right next to one for the opposite sex; a common wash-up area. In the train station, the entrance to the bathroom cost a euro; I nearly followed my son into the men's side, losing a euro in the process. Blush.   Frequently there is no toilet seat on the squar-ish shaped potties! I confess to being a little too old for such novelties.

I could not stop taking photos of every nook and cranny! My son pointed out the purposely designed, semi-finished window sills, above. Details like that are everywhere. The senses are blitzed with delicious detail, especially on your first day in Rome.


Just lying around in random places, usually in bits of older infrastructure, pieces of Ancient Rome. Snaking through the city was the remains of the old Roman walls. Imagine.


Bits and shards of marbles and statuary, used along with toff. No formal presentation, much of it is covered in weeds and even littered with trash and garbage. For the innocent new tourist, it seems a shame and a shock! But the many generations of Romans have lived among the ruins for many centuries.

The wall, a section re-purposed for back wall of homes. So interesting. Below, a turret along the wall; you can often see the old arrow slits built in to help defend when necessary. All that, co-mingled with the modern roads, cars, trolley ways, buses, motor bikes, bikes and people of today.


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