When in Rome cont.

I love this little statue done by Birnini, in person the elephant looks so tiny and the obelisk so big. Almost as if the elephant is too small to bear the load, and is looking up to his mother for help.

But I also love this Dali retake, the elephant seems much more sure of himself. Now that he's grown, the obelisk appears much smaller.

Tid bits from the Dali art exhibit at the Complesso del Vittoriano

" Mr. Rhinoceros, what magnificent artistic ability you have!"

"Why thank you kind Sir."

Meet the most expensive Vespa in the world. The story goes, two young collage lads were off on an adventure when they bumped into the surrealism icon and the love of his life, Gala. Since most people sign autographs on paper, and he's Salvador Dali, he signed his name on the far side of the Vespa and Gala's on the side you see. 

How cute.

Dali and Walt shared a bit of a bromace.

"Have you talked to couch lately?  She's such an ass kisser it drives me nuts."

Destino

Basilica di Santa Maria Maggiore

May I present to you the beautiful and exquisite Trevi Fountain. Legend has it, if you throw in one coin you will return to Rome, two to fall in love and three to return to Rome and fall in love.

La Dolce Vita

Ponte Sant' Angelo

[Looks who's watching]

The dome of the magnificent San Pietro

My favourite room in the Vatican museum, the gallery of maps. Its a long hall, with 40 maps frescoed on the walls, representing the geographical regions and the papal properties of Italy, at the time.  It's truly amazing how accurate they are, given the maps were painted from hill tops in 1580-1585. I love it when science and religion collide. I also love vibrant colours and shiny things. 

The alter of San Pietro, sorry getting good pictures of this was pretty much impossible with my camera. 

Meet the Swiss Guard, because the Swiss are much more trust worthy then the Italians.

San Pietro from the outside

Post cards to the Grandmama's Marian and Charlotte, at twice the speed of regular post. #Perks

Leonardo DaVinci museum

From what I read he was a little obsessed with flight and studied it extensively... much to his apprentices peril. "You there boy, fly this of a cliff... I am 73.98% sure it could work"

Campo di Fiori

"I don't think were in Kansas anymore Toto..."

Ciao,Ciao

-MC

When in Rome

So my first night in Rome I arrive around 6pm checked into the hostel and headed out for supper and a walk around 7pm . By the time I found a grocery store and stumbled upon Foro Romano, the sun was starting to set and I had a romantic picnic  with my self. I then proceeded to get lost and finally made it back to my hostel at around 10pm. At least the next day I had a much better grip on the city.

So if you think that would have been a nice picnic spot all I had to do was turn my head to the right and boom there it was the Vitto Riano.

It's.

 MASSIVE.

To get perspective look from the horse straight down to the wreath, on either side you will see two tiny guards.

Forno Romano by day

Vitto Riano by day, this was my favourite building in Rome. Not only does it command respect, in its underbelly it houses a lovely museum, and on the top you can go for lunch at a lovely cafe which boasts terrific views of the city.

Changing of the guard

Again, I urge you scroll back up and look at the full shot of the building, so you can have a better perspective of the size.

We always love a man in uniform.

View from the top

The Colosseo

The latest addition to my favourite park list, the beautiful and serene Villa Borghese

I got to spend a whole day reading under the sun, thanks to @jesrip <3

Mr. Roma

 Rome is  definitely a business man, one who only wears Armani suits. The jacket showcases his broad shoulders from The Citta Del Vaticano to  Stazione Termini and  then tapers in perfectly at the waist.The Vittoriano and The Colosseo are the buttons, and his pocket square covers his heart of Villa Borgesse. If you look closely you can see his Bernini cuff links, what can I say the man’s sharp. 

He’s not young, but  he’s timeless in the way that men get, when they age well. He’s a lover of all things and all creatures fine. He is as chivalrous as the most well bread of gentlemen and as handsome as a Chianti Classico. He’s spicy and bold with tannins that are forgivingly arrogant.

His windy side streets, run like the perfect wrinkles, off of dark dancing eyes, showcasing his many personalities. His jaw line foreshadowns, his cunning whit. He can speak intelligently about any subject.

The Casanova before Casanova, you will fall in love with him the second you set foot on Via Del Corso, for better or worse. He is after all the quintessential Italian man.

Good luck girls,

-MC