The tour took me down some of the
most well-known streets in the world known for their high-end stores like YSL,
Dior, Prada, Bruno Magli, Gucci, Bulgari, Cartier, Valentino (I think I passed
his house by accident somewhere else btw), Versace to name a few. I obviously know better than to step foot in any of them. I passed right by David and Mary's favorite hotel and I had to take a photo for them. I walked by a school of music on that street that opened up to another beautiful side street. I was stuck by the sounds of lovely music drifting out of the windows above. It was one of those serene moments you're lucky enough to experience in the middle of chaos if you happen to walk down the right street at the right moment. I tried to capture it in the video below but it does it no justice.
Hotel Mozart |
The note cards also took me down one of the most lovely streets I've ever seen, Via Margutta. It runs parallel with the street that takes you from Piazza del Popolo to Piazza di Spagna but doesn't have the masses of people. Per the note cards, this street "owes its fame to the artists who can no longer afford to live here." I found this little gem of an apartment that I'm determined to own one day. Apparently this street is where Gregory Peck lived in Roman Holiday.
I finally started to head back to my
apartment with aching feet and stopped at a supermercato along the way. My roommates were
really excited when I told them I love to cook Mexican food so I decided to
pick up a few things. I've told some of you about my disasterous trip to the
supermercato in Perugia while visiting Max so I was really nervous, but I
managed just fine this time. However, nothing resembling anything Mexican could
be found anywhere. No black beans, no tortillas, no nothing. Oh well, not like
there's a shortage of amazing food here. As I left I decided to take a
different route home now that I knew the area a little better. After walking
for 15 minutes or so (with my grocery bags), I thought I should find where I
was on my map. I had wandered in
the exact opposite direction of where I thought I was going. Here I was,
thinking I was headed the direzione justa, the right way. When I got
home I immediate asked Cho how to say, "I got lost." Turns out "Mi
sono perso" is a phrase I may get familiar with.
This morning I woke up craving a run and wanting to explore
the beautiful Villa Borghese more than I
was able to yesterday. This breathtaking 148-acre park is full of wide
tree-lined shady lanes, several temples, beautiful fountains, statues, art
museums and breath-taking views of Rome. I guess it will have to do as an alternative to Wash Park while I'm here (sarcasm). I think I found my new favorite
activity in Rome - early morning running. You get to see the city without the hordes
of people every step of the way. It's quiet and peaceful and the air is still
cool and crisp. By the end of the run, people were definitely out and about. Tourists snapping pictures, business men taking their a last drag of their cigarettes before heading into work, women in heels effortlessly navigating the cobblestone, motos zipping by. The city is so full of life. I can't wait to see what today brings me!
Sound amazing!!! Enjoy!
ReplyDeleteI want to go to that park!
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