It's been an unbelievable week. We left for Rome on Monday of last week and I'm now in London, having been here nearly 4 days. In Rome I got to attend a free concert at the Piazza di Spagna where I got to see Laura Pausini perform live. Close friends of mine have heard her 2001 hit, "Fidati di me," many a time in my Tacoma. I also saw Zucchero and some French gal. The piazza was lit up with multi-colored lights; what a spectacle. I've had sushi many times this week because members of my party fancy it; it costs a pretty penny in Europe and is half as good. In London, however, it's alright; at Selfridge's Yo! Sushi yesterday we had the freshest sashimi this side of the Atlantic, so far.
In Rome I rolled out to see St. Peter's Basilica and said "wassup" to Michelangelo's Pieta' for the second time. I finally got to see the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel, too. So many people in that goddamned room (it probably isn't damned by God, though) all craning their necks up, and it's also the only room with air conditioning in the entire Vatican museum. I believe my favorite piece in the whole museum was a bust of Pericles, king of ancient Greece in its golden age, because it was the same bust I had seen many times in my 7th and 9th grade social studies courses.
There is this fantastic fusion restaurant in Rome called mangiamoci that I highly recommend. I also went to Caffe' Greco which is the most famous cafe in perhaps all of Italy, where all the "veeps" (VIPs) go. Rome is a mess, though. On Wednesday morning when we were going to the airport we were following the hotel manager in his car who was trying to show us the right way out of Rome and to the outskirts, where the airport was; he was careening around like crazy and bringing his Fiat through lanes and lanes of drivers, cutting people off and veering and speeding when it totally was not necessary. I learned more Italian profanities in those moments than I have in all 4 years of my studies of the language.
Now I'm in London. I've seen a West End show, rode the London Eye, went to a cricket match, visited Harrod's and Selfridge's, saw Big Ben and the Parliament, went to the Hippodrome, poked around Piccadilly and Oxford Circuses, all courtesy of the tube. I love mass transit.
I'll be home soon.
posted by Lucy Sloan @ 11:24 AM
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