This morning’s venture took me to the Protestant Cemetery, where John Keats is buried, and to several churches on the Aventine Hill. My favorite is Santa Sabina, founded in CE 422. Although of course it has been restored, it has kept much of is original design and atmosphere. Let’s just say that it never went through a “Baroque remodeling” phase, although we always must remember that any church in Rome (or anywhere for that matter) is a work in progress.
Another reminder: when visiting these churches, don’t forget to look down. Oh those magnificent mosaic floors. Um, wonder if I want to return to the quilt with the theme of Italian church floors that I started a couple of years ago?
As far as silence, solitude and simplicity goes, I’m finding it in my own way. Take traffic, for example. The roads are far from simple—narrow, one-way, with cars, trucks, busses, and all kinds of mopeds and motorcycles either moving or parked. On the other hand for silence, I haven’t heard more than a half dozen car horns. There must be a ban on them.
Well, off I go, maybe to Trastevere (where ‘Eat, Pray, Love’ was filmed) and perhaps to St. Peter’s Square. You’ll know when I post picture tomorrow.
Here are a few from today and yesterday. Ciao.