rome says goodbye to olivia
so i thought i wasnt gonna post again, but i had to really, especially after the cuteness i just saw. so to update:
+ the cuteness i saw were a few kids dressed up for halloween here. the kids carry little tiny lit candles in their hands and their candy holders were all boxes with shoestring as handles. they went for the old skool witch/ghost/goblin/dracula theme in costume selection. it was so adorable
+ lucky for them i just spent my last wad of euro on candy and chocolate baci for friends. so i opened up a bag and gave them some. the sad part of all this is that my camera is all the way across Rome in my hotel room, as i decided to come back to Trastevere for my big old last meal. so no pictures which is a total bummer because they looked so cute and dare-i-say vintage. wouldve made a good black and white photo. damn it all!
+ my big ol last Italian meal: there is this great little trattoria no one knows about in Trastevere that my Rome landlords told me to go to for good cheap food. so i went all out italian-style. i had the roman style marinated artichokes (carciofi alla romana), lasagna, a plate of cheese (formaggi misti), marinated chicken kebabs (roman jewish style), tiramisu, an espresso and a big old jug of house prosecco (we like to call that champagne). all for 22 euro. thats right. 22 euro. and im stuffed.
+ the big sadness of my trip: so i decided that my big gift for someone would be for my mother. shes had a really really rough year and has put on the Brave Mom Face (Skip's mom does the same). my dad is impossible to shop for, unless Italy had a big RV supply warehouse. my mom, however, squealed with the thought of me in Italy, the land of Majolica and Murano. so i went hoofing around Venice everywhere yesterday and found her an antique circa 1950 murano vase, with a very thin fluted neck. rose colored. gorgeous. and a huge ridiculous splurge on my part. i didnt buy anyone else anything, save for Skip (he scored a very fine leather journal that i watched being made). so i carefully pack the vase in bubble wrap and a ton of paper, gently storing it in my bag. not gently enough apparently. somewhere between Venice and Rome, it broke in many many pieces. i cried in my hotel room here for almost a good solid hour. then i emailed my mother. of course, my mother said "oh no, you lost a ton of money and you didnt buy yourself shoes!". ugh! atleast i got her some candies and a bottle of chocolate liquor. still sad. cute vintage vase!
+ tomorrow at this time i will be landing in SFO. it will be wonderful. ciao!
+ the cuteness i saw were a few kids dressed up for halloween here. the kids carry little tiny lit candles in their hands and their candy holders were all boxes with shoestring as handles. they went for the old skool witch/ghost/goblin/dracula theme in costume selection. it was so adorable
+ lucky for them i just spent my last wad of euro on candy and chocolate baci for friends. so i opened up a bag and gave them some. the sad part of all this is that my camera is all the way across Rome in my hotel room, as i decided to come back to Trastevere for my big old last meal. so no pictures which is a total bummer because they looked so cute and dare-i-say vintage. wouldve made a good black and white photo. damn it all!
+ my big ol last Italian meal: there is this great little trattoria no one knows about in Trastevere that my Rome landlords told me to go to for good cheap food. so i went all out italian-style. i had the roman style marinated artichokes (carciofi alla romana), lasagna, a plate of cheese (formaggi misti), marinated chicken kebabs (roman jewish style), tiramisu, an espresso and a big old jug of house prosecco (we like to call that champagne). all for 22 euro. thats right. 22 euro. and im stuffed.
+ the big sadness of my trip: so i decided that my big gift for someone would be for my mother. shes had a really really rough year and has put on the Brave Mom Face (Skip's mom does the same). my dad is impossible to shop for, unless Italy had a big RV supply warehouse. my mom, however, squealed with the thought of me in Italy, the land of Majolica and Murano. so i went hoofing around Venice everywhere yesterday and found her an antique circa 1950 murano vase, with a very thin fluted neck. rose colored. gorgeous. and a huge ridiculous splurge on my part. i didnt buy anyone else anything, save for Skip (he scored a very fine leather journal that i watched being made). so i carefully pack the vase in bubble wrap and a ton of paper, gently storing it in my bag. not gently enough apparently. somewhere between Venice and Rome, it broke in many many pieces. i cried in my hotel room here for almost a good solid hour. then i emailed my mother. of course, my mother said "oh no, you lost a ton of money and you didnt buy yourself shoes!". ugh! atleast i got her some candies and a bottle of chocolate liquor. still sad. cute vintage vase!
+ tomorrow at this time i will be landing in SFO. it will be wonderful. ciao!