Thursday, October 6, 2016

Rome day nineteen

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?: nineteen!

Level of writer's drunkenness (in real life, scale of 1-10): still none, which might be for the best. I am drinking a lot of water.

What am I eating (in real life again)?: Water. Yum.

Map or picture?: It was more glamorous in real life. We're on the right side.

Any other notes/Status: Gotta keep it moving, so, no, not at the moment. Thanks for asking though.

Today's Entry:

I was full of ambitions today, but somehow we just ended up over at the Piazza dei Popolo, which is sort of nearby to our apartment, well, a short walk north. Sure, we looked at stuff, and then, to the surprise of both of us, we sat in a storied old cafe called Canova. And then we didn't leave there for what turned out to be almost four hours! 

We've been making a lot of food at home and maybe our daily disposable income was starting to pile up on us subconsciously. So we just kept buying stuff at this cafe. It started with coffees (cappuccino, espresso). It drifted to some snacks, cheese, wine, water, more wine. The food looked like a good idea. My wife had some meat, vegetables. I had a very pleasing salad. We had more wine. The day just rolled away and we watched it all, out over the Piazza, the tourists drifting through, the life of a city, the clouds wandering along as patient as us. When we planned our trip there were times we'd fancy just living the sweet life in Rome, wiling away time in cafes. But when it came down to it I never imagined I'd have the patience for it. 

And yet there we were. 

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