A Postcard from Europe
Our eldest daughter and her husband are currently in Amsterdam. They flew there today after spending a week in Rome. Cristal's email this morning was so evocative of what I imagine an evening in Rome to be that I thought I'd share it with you.
On our last night in Rome we took the Metro to yet another famous piazza -- this one had a Bernini fountain depicting the four great rivers of the four known continents at the time. We wanted to cap a wonderful week with one last really good Italian meal. We ended up sitting at a cafe table in an alley off the piazza. Graffiti, broken cobble stones.
A palm reader set up table behind us. But there was a steady stream of pedestrian traffic and the waiter was friendly and compelling. The food was wonderful -- tomato with mozzarella and fresh basil, followed by a creamy pasta course, followed by a main course of roasted veal with herbed potatoes, followed by tiramisu. The house wine was excellent. We strolled home, half an hour across old Rome, through lively piazzas and cafe-lined alleys. The city really is best at night when the air cools slightly and the monuments are lit.
Does that not make you long to be in Rome?
Holland would be fine, too - just look at that sky. The world is full of beauty.