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the rome portion of our journey is wrapping up. tomorrow, friday, is our last day. our last day to cram in all the diagramming for analysis, our last day to scrap together pretty pictures for the other class. we are exhausted from the heat and the work, and we're looking forward to our due date on saturday. being insightful is so draining.
the past couple days, colleen and i have drawn the hell out of the oratorio di pamphili (adjacent+connected to chiesa nuova) by borromini, the spanish steps and piazza espagnolo, and palazzo (not villa) borghese. we marched up trastevere to find the tempietto closed a couple days ago. apparently the little temple needs a day off once a week (there are no employees nor attendants at the tempietto. just a gate at a spanish academy, which was open, though the fence was not). i did get to see the money shot that we see in the text books, albeit behind the iron fence; but considering we're not allowed to climb around on it, i think i saw it all.
in a more hands on journey, today took advantage of the cooler temps and made it to the collosseum. we walked around with an audioguide so that we had the option of pushing pause and taking a nap in the upper deck. the breeze felt like the ocean. only it was a 2000 year old slaughter house sporting theater 80 feet in the air. we learned that teenage german tourists try to punk you by yelling "fire" when you seem asleep, and that the "thumbs up" sign was actually a "no thumb" sign, and that the "thumbs up" was a gesture invented by hollywood and/or russel crowe.
i hear the east coast has been traumatized by rains, and i feel like the only one complaining of the dry heat.
and by the way, spain was so screwed. boo france, boo zinadine zidane, and boo french fries. well, yay french fries, but boo flan.
the past couple days, colleen and i have drawn the hell out of the oratorio di pamphili (adjacent+connected to chiesa nuova) by borromini, the spanish steps and piazza espagnolo, and palazzo (not villa) borghese. we marched up trastevere to find the tempietto closed a couple days ago. apparently the little temple needs a day off once a week (there are no employees nor attendants at the tempietto. just a gate at a spanish academy, which was open, though the fence was not). i did get to see the money shot that we see in the text books, albeit behind the iron fence; but considering we're not allowed to climb around on it, i think i saw it all.
in a more hands on journey, today took advantage of the cooler temps and made it to the collosseum. we walked around with an audioguide so that we had the option of pushing pause and taking a nap in the upper deck. the breeze felt like the ocean. only it was a 2000 year old slaughter house sporting theater 80 feet in the air. we learned that teenage german tourists try to punk you by yelling "fire" when you seem asleep, and that the "thumbs up" sign was actually a "no thumb" sign, and that the "thumbs up" was a gesture invented by hollywood and/or russel crowe.
i hear the east coast has been traumatized by rains, and i feel like the only one complaining of the dry heat.
and by the way, spain was so screwed. boo france, boo zinadine zidane, and boo french fries. well, yay french fries, but boo flan.
posted by JTH at 12:53
1 Comments:
You would think that the underground tunnels would have been cooler at the Coliseum ...
Don't dis French Toast, either. And I don't mean 'Viva la France'.
Rain is off-and-on here, but not heavy. So Drfld was sunny. Central PA & Upstate NY got hammered in this round. CT River running high but nuthin spectacular.
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