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A stroll in the streets

Yesterday, at the suggestion of the fellow who writes Roman Despatches, I undertook a walk with a purpose.

It began when I got off tram 8 in Piazza Venezia, and made my way to the Via del Corso.


This statue stands near the entry to the Palazzo Venezia.


These blokes were at the door of  San Marco Evangelista al Campidoglio.  Doesn’t the man facing us have a pleasant visage?


You know exactly what time I was stopped by a red light, which gave me the opportunity to take this photo.


Hmm. I wonder how this would look as a light at the entrance to the Palatial Granny Flat?


Fashion alert! It seems that pant suits will feature in Northern Hemisphere spring wardrobes.


Just before I arrived at the eagerly awaited destination, the aroma of roasting chestnuts tickled my nose. I love the smell, but don’t like the taste of these nuts. 



Oh, boy! I’m here! Now I’ll see the ocean of azaleas covering the Spanish Steps. But, wait, it looks like there’s an ocean of people, instead, and very few blooms in evidence. Never mind, I’ll drag the always enthusiastic Dear Barb down here one evening. She’ll love it.


Homeward bound, choosing the wrong turns as I am wont to do, the return trip was somewhat longer than the arrival. Why can’t I have the instincts of a homing pigeon?

Well, I saw this fellow, anyhow, and I think it says something like “With wild animals”. That doesn’t make a heck of a lot of sense. I guess you need to know the back story.


Many of you will recognise the Barberini bee, and so you’ll also know I was near the fountain that bears the family name. 




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