Arrived back at home yesterday, after being away since June 10th. I love to travel, but always good to get home. Right now, at 8:23 AM, I'm typing away at the pc downstairs and listening to Billy Smith on the Surf, 94.9 FM, broadcasting out of North Myrtle Beach, SC. Sure missed his show the last weeks.
Quite an eventful two-and-a-half weeks.
ROME
First flying to Rome (and, of course, no sleep (or very little if I did snooze on occasion). Then, there was the Rome walk (Cicerone Hotel is two blocks off the Tiber River and close to St. Peter's) to the Spanish Stairs, Trevi Fountain, Pantheon, dinner al fresco at a restaurant on the fantastic Navona Piazza. This was in the afternoon of my arrival, after a nap, of course.
Caution to merchants. DO NOT, under any circumstance, get Vickie mad at you. We went to one place to get some of that great Italian gellato (ice cream) and were charged an extra 2 euros for the honor of sitting in their place (and it wasn't air conditioned). And don't even feign that you don't speak English, it will make no difference. An enraged Vickie went after them and to get rid of her, the ice cream was free. I've never seen anyone shoot fire out of their eyes before.
Doing the Religious Thing Next. --RoadDog
Being an account of some things I'm interested in, what I'm doing, and reflections on my past, especially music.
Listen to this man. Seven years of college, you know. Trying to reason with 2020 and, now, 2022.
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