63–Under the Roman Sun

I sit at my desk, listening to summer raindrops patter darkly on the leaves outside my window, and my mind wanders to the hot sunny days we spent in Rome last month.

It’s true–all roads do lead to Rome, as this fancy-dress centurion seems happy to point out.

The locals, we found, are very friendly,

delighted to quote you a price for their services,

and, take you for a ride.

Such a good looking people as they are so proud to proclaim,

Though sometimes, “handsome is as handsome does” would leave even the prettiest Roman empress a shade shy of attractive.

Agrippina the younger, empress of Rome, mother of Nero, thought to have poisoned her uncle/husband Claudius and in turn been poisoned by her son.

The bread was plentiful and delicious, the circus–astounding.

The inside of the coliseum with the working underground beneath the stage exposed. These are the passages through which they led animals and gladiators, shifted sets, even had special walkways for VIP guests to get to their seats without having to mingle with the rough and tumble plebs.

And boy did they love their circus. They had time to etch their favorite gladiators in stone, their idea of doodling while they waited for the trapdoors to slide, the stage sets to shift and the next gruesome spectacle to start.

We tended to prefer simpler pleasures, performances of a gentler nature, yet no less spectacular,

or entertaining.

So we gawked at the Forum as we baked in the sun, strolled through the palace of the Vestal Virgins,

The vestal virgins were the only Roman women with rights and privileges approximating those of men.

languished in the beauty of Palatine Hill,

and dreamed of having a Roman villa on high.

We found time to trip down the famous Spanish steps,

stroll by the river,

check out the styles,

hang out with the locals,

take in the fountains, whether famous,

The Trevi Fountain.

so famous they are copied on the other side of the world,

Faux Trevi fountain in Las Vegas.


or downright…strange,

And by the end of the day, we were inspired, overwhelmed, amazed…and thirsty!

A lion-sized thirst,

only quenched with just the right twist of cinammon-scented grappa,

and a wish for a chance to return

for another fun-filled day under the Roman sun.
Hope you will come along πŸ™‚

14 thoughts on “63–Under the Roman Sun

  1. Nancy

    I have only now looked at all your wonderful Italy photos. What a treat! Your pictures are gorgeous and your captions delightful. They are so much more than the typical travelogue. Keep ’em coming!

    1. rillajaggia Post author

      Hey Nancy,
      thanks for stopping by! Sorry we didn’t get to Venice, which I know is your favorite, but we did bring back a Venetian mask that I will show you some time. Thanks for the lovely words.

  2. Mithu Mundul

    Yes, G8 captions with your pics bring; back nostalgic images of my trip there 30 years ago. Hope you tasted the local red, found it raw & exhilarating!

    1. rillajaggia Post author

      Thanks Mithu. I imagine Rome has changed in 30 years! But of course we tasted plenty of the local red…OK, too much of the local red. We are still exhilarated πŸ™‚

    1. rillajaggia Post author

      Hey there Maria Tortilla,
      Thanks for rambling through Rome with me. We had a ton of fun πŸ™‚
      Sorry I missed you at Joann’s on Sunday. Did your friend tell you?

  3. Maira Tortilla

    Hola Rillita, Yes, as soon as I walked through the door at JoAnn’s, my co-worker told me that you stopped by. Sorry I missed ya! Did you find some good bargains? Did you get to meet some of the crew at the cut counter? The two guys who work back there are ultra talented!

    And looking forward to your pics from the SCBWI conference! Have lots of funnnnn!!! πŸ™‚

  4. LynNerd

    These are great photos, Rilla. What a wonderful trip! I love all those fountains, and that weird one with the guy spitting out of his mouth, wow! I’d like to have something like that in my backyard!

    I’d like to hear the story about the gladiator cats, too. Kind of makes me nauseous looking at the colieum and thinking about all those fights to the death. But the structure is magnificent looking, and the underground set up is something else! Thanks for sharing. I’ll never get to travel like you do, so I can go on the virtual trip with you.

    1. rillajaggia Post author

      Hey LynNerd,
      I can just see that fountain in your backyard, grinning dolphins and all. But you’re right about the coliseum–such a magnificent structure but such nauseating history. Hopefully that history will not be repeated.
      Thanks for skipping by. It’s never too late to start travelling in real time! Though virtual travel can be quite a trip πŸ™‚


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