Saturday, October 1, 2016

Rome day fourteen

A 37 day imaginary travelogue of a trip to Rome (with a few scattered other places such as New York). This is written to match the journey I am actually taking, and so each post is concurrent with the more or less actual day my wife and I are experiencing in Rome.

What day number are we on?:fourteen, yeah, fourteen...

Level of writer's drunkenness (in real life, scale of 1-10): zero. I mean, I am at work! I'm pretty sure no one is allowed to be drunk at work.

What am I eating (in real life again)?: I had a cookie and a tomato a while ago.

Map or picture?: Only if I manage to put it in later. 

Here, I took this off the site of the Prosciutteria we ate at. If you see the second lowest ham, on the right, that's about what we ate.

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Any other notes/Status: I don't think it's going to work well to write these at work. Even on my free time it's all too stressful. I don't have the right frame of mind. This is odd because I write probably half my regular blog posts just like this.

Today's Entry:

My wife took us to the Capitoline Museums today. It's like a sixties cartoon, or an old TV Show version of going to Rome, just lots and lots of statues. We walked around looking at statues until we could look no more. And when I say statue I mean they took a massive chunk of stone and made it into the exact shape of a human being. Once one accepts just how clever this is it's all pretty hard not to take seriously. Weirdly a lot of these are copies, albeit 2000 year old copies of older Greek statues, so really we were just in a sort of cover album museum. Ancient Rome, in it's waning years, performs all the old standards! Wounded Amazon, Dying Gaul, and a surprisingly tender rendition of the beloved Boy Removing a Thorn from his Foot. Note how the Romans subtly changed the variety of thorn in the boy's foot.

We also went to a Prosciutteria. We got the big prosciutto taster platter. It was an enormous board of food. Do different prosciuttos taste different? Why yes they do! Does it matter? Well no, but it's a good excuse to eat more prosciutto than one can normally handle.

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