This was taken on the train ride up to Rome. We took the local which is a bit longer but much more to see (and cheaper) than the Eurostar.
We met Quinn with our friends the Giovaniellos who were preparing to return to Virginia after 20 months at the embassy -- it was a bittersweet day since their departure was imminent.
We walked through much of central Rome, eating gelato, people watching, seeing a few churches, and making a stop in Piazza Navona -- mostly killing time until the "Bone Church" reopened. Both my kids wanted to see the Cappuchin monks' meditation on mortality -- which paradoxically is called the Church of the Immaculate Conception.
It is seven ghastly rooms festooned with human bones -- trust me, it gets redundant. It has become quite popular on the German Christian youth group circuit . . . long lines of them both morning and afternoon in matching hats, scarves, or t-shirts (one group singing what sounded like "My knapsack on my back" -- seriously!). When I first visited in my early twenties, there was only me, my trusty travel companion, and a cantankerous monk in cassock glaring at us. But I have to admit these monks were quite creative with spinal columns. No photography is allowed, so you'll have to trust me on that . . . or wait, I found a Bone Church posting by someone who ignored all the signs.
Then we had a little time in Villa Borghese park where the kids enjoyed a little amusement ride.
A posed shot with bougainvillea in the park.
(Quinn's has an almost-teen's reluctance to pose for photos)
Lily, on the other hand, loves to strike a pose!
Tomorrow, okay, soon, some posts on the 7 pillows, Anna Sui top, and shoulder bag (oh yeah, I did sew something for myself), and my limoncello recipe and our grilled pizza adventures.
Ciao-ciao amici!
1 comment:
Great shots and story. I love lilly's dress and want to see your other creations!
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