May 5, 2015
Hello!
Well, hopefully doing this post on the actual day it happens
will get me all caught up moving forward … hence the two posts per day
(although I have no idea when the Feedburner service delivers)…
Really crashed and burned last night; don’t even remember
closing my eyes, but the next thing I knew, it was 7:05 a.m. – wow!
(I’m working on restoring my sleep bank and building it back up.) As we hadn’t gone for groceries yesterday,
there was nothing in the apartment to eat, and we figured we could eat at Villa
Guilia, the Etruscan museum in Borghese gardens. But first, one needs to get there.
I should probably mention that I read that there was a “sciopero
generale” scheduled for today. For
anyone unfamiliar with the term, it means “general strike” – but with Italians
you never know exactly what, if anything, will be affected.
| Strikers at Barberini; note fountain |
Out the door about 8 a.m. and saw right away that the buses
were moving, as well as taxis. Walked
over to St. John Lateran church and their next-door bus depot, and caught a bus
heading for Piazza del Popolo. It
actually took us two buses with a walk in between to reach the Piazza. And, voila! They were setting up music
speakers and a rock band was playing, supposedly in support of the sciopero
generale – and this is now about 9 a.m. What
they lacked in quality, they made up in volume.
(Fortunately, I always carry ear plugs in my purse for moment such as
this, but Robert just had to put his fingers in his ears.)
We crossed the Piazza and got on the tram on the other side. As it turns out, we needed two trams (1 and 19, I believe) to get to the Villa Guilia.
We crossed the Piazza and got on the tram on the other side. As it turns out, we needed two trams (1 and 19, I believe) to get to the Villa Guilia.
I remember several years ago, that in taking Mom to a soccer
game at the Olympic Stadium, we really got caught short by not allowing enough
time to get there.
| Ceiling of Villa Guilia |
Basically, in that instance, the bus driver sat in a traffic jam for as long as he was going to, then opened the doors and told us all to get out and walk! And again, while I had hoped to get to Villa Guilia earlier, that just didn’t happen.
| Courtyard of Villa Guilia |
| Detail of rare double sarcophagus |
There is a really lovely trip in our future (several years out, though, as it has to get in line…) exploring the Etruscan Italian sites – and it is possible (according to Herodotus)
that they may actually have been from Lydia – which just happens to be in Turkey!
Finished up at the museum about 11:15 and decided to make our way to Armando al Pantheon, our favorite Rome restaurant, where we had a 12:30 p.m. reservation. (Note: I tried to make a dinner booking several weeks ago, and it came back for lunch – they are full for every evening that we’re here apparently!) And this is when the strike caught us up, as streets all over town were blocked – and bus routes disrupted - because of the strikers parade! Grrrrr…..we ended up taking a tram through the Borghese gardens, and getting off right before the Roman walls at Via Veneto.
As Robert says, he had forgotten how long Via Veneto
actually is – but fortunately it was heading downhill, which made it a little
better. I should probably point out here
that the weather is REALLY heating up – supposed to be in the low 80’s…and it
certainly felt like it! We were hoping
to catch the little 116 mini-bus, but the police had the Via Veneto blocked
off. When we got to Barberini, we
actually caught up with the strikers, who were peacefully walking in a group in
the direction of Piazza del Popolo (which makes sense, as it means “people’s
square” in Italian.) We really have no
idea what the problem is, but from some of the signage we could read, it
sounded something like “Good education – but according to who?” We walked through them, and down Tritone past
Via del Corso … by which time there were no more buses to take, so we ended up
walking all the way to the Pantheon and the restaurant, which is right next
door.
Even with all that walking, we were still 15 minutes early,
as they don’t open until 12:30. We poked
our heads into the Pantheon, which was its usual overcrowded self, and then sat
on the wall in the shade and waited for lunch.
Finally got in about 12:40 or so … and, while we were the
first ones in line (surprise!) the place is really popular and filled up
quickly. We were SO ready for sparkling
water! By the time we finally cooled
down, and the specials recited to us (in English, but we also heard them in
French and Spanish…) we were definitely ready for some wine.
For starters, R had their carciofi and I had their carciofi (which are artichokes, by the way) with fresh mozzarella. R doesn’t usually like really young mozzarella, but this was absolutely amazing, as were the artichokes…would do that again in a heart-beat! From there, Robert had penne arrabiata (yes, I know he had it last night, but he likes it!) and I had their spaghetti tartufo – with black truffles and lots of butter – wow…amazing.
We washed everything down with a lovely
bottle of Frascati, a lovely, young and fresh white wine made just a few miles
outside of Rome. We finished off the
meal with fruit (featuring frutti di
bosco, some super-sweet small strawberries) – R had his with sugar and
lemon, and I had some vanilla gelato with mine.
Whew! So happy and full that we
decided to splurge on a cab back to the apartment, which got us home earlier
than expected (about 3 p.m.) for much needed naps. (So much for sightseeing this afternoon!) Both out for the count. (Although I did
finish up and post our first blog posting before napping; strong sense of duty,
I expect.)
For starters, R had their carciofi and I had their carciofi (which are artichokes, by the way) with fresh mozzarella. R doesn’t usually like really young mozzarella, but this was absolutely amazing, as were the artichokes…would do that again in a heart-beat! From there, Robert had penne arrabiata (yes, I know he had it last night, but he likes it!) and I had their spaghetti tartufo – with black truffles and lots of butter – wow…amazing.
| Oh, I do love truffles... |
I finally got up around 5 p.m. (desiring to hopefully sleep
tonight!) and R about half an hour later.
We decided that groceries were the first priority, so out again we
went. There is a very nice Punto
supermarket about 3 blocks away. We
decided on some basic European breakfast supplies – French bread (or Italian,
in this case), some provolone and gorgonzola cheeses, some salami and
prosciutto – we will eat tomorrow! And,
while it’s actually 7:37 p.m. at the moment, neither of us is feeling at all hungry
after our wonderful lunch. So, I expect
that I will go out on a gelato hunt, and we may nibble a bit on cheese and
bread, but other than that, no need for additional nourishment.
Tomorrow we’ve got our reservations at the Colosseo to see the new underground
chambers as well as the third tier on top, but that’s not until 12:30 p.m. I’m thinking the National Museum of Rome
first…so will close now!
Lots of love,
m
xxx
Love the Etruscan pieces and the dinner looks fantastic!
ReplyDeleteBrenda