It seems that our artistes nowadays have an increasingly difficult time collaborating on anything more complex than ordering pizza with 'roni. Days in the low 80s, evenings just warm enough to enjoy dining al fuori followed by a lovely stroll with ice cream cone in hand. Streetlife here continues to amaze and delight. The streets in Rome, like those in New York, like those in any real city are filled with people. Despite the thick, choking crowds of cars, buses and motorini , at any given moment, the majority of the population is on foot.
Romans have a very wonderful, intimate relationship with their city, of which they are justly proud.
Nowadays, it is not at all unusual to see more locals gawking at the archeological sites or at the musei than tourists. Most Romans will inevitably tell you that they do not know the city well, but I assume this is more a relative than absolute statement of fact. Alora, one definitely has the feeling this is the right time to be in this right place. I had seen the former eons ago, but never the latter and both proved to be total delights. The old flame I'd been secretly carrying for Gerard Malanga ignited anew as he lapsed lethargically into his fabulous go-go dance and of course Edie Sedgewick was sublime, proving once again that some people are better suited to live as furniture than human beings.