Trastevere: You Stole My Heart - Part II

Trastevere: You Stole My Heart - Part II

Yes, it’s my view that Trastevere is best enjoyed by indulging in what I call aimless wandering. My recommendation is to set off without a cellphone, or even an old-fashioned paper map, and get yourself lost. Piazzas, churches, tiny streets…there’s nothing here that will fail to disappoint. And, personally, I could walk these streets every day for the rest of my life and not get bored. It’s really that beautiful…

Trastevere: You Stole My Heart - Part I

Trastevere: You Stole My Heart - Part I

The tiny, narrow streets are reminiscent of medieval times; its alleyways a veritable labyrinth.  Packed full of small stores (selling artsy clothes and bijoux jewellry), it’s the perfect place to get lost in Rome. Traditional thin-crust pizza, artisan gelato, splendid churches, hipster bars and coffee shops aplenty, it would take a true Hard-Hearted Hannah not to be charmed…

Rome's Colosseum - the Ultimate Symbol of Imperial Power

Rome's Colosseum - the Ultimate Symbol of Imperial Power

Inside, the tiered seating covered a huge underground area in which cages and machinery were based. The floor of the arena itself was wooden but covered in sand, which served a dual purpose - to stop gladiators from slipping, but also to soak up blood spilt after gruesome fights. Lions and tigers were hoisted up by winches, through some 36 different trapdoors, brought to Rome on barges that sailed up the Nile, a labour-intensive and costly exercise if ever there was one..

Macabre and Morbid - a trip to the Crypt of the Capuchin Friars

Macabre and Morbid - a trip to the Crypt of the Capuchin Friars

The crypt contains the remains of over 3,500 bodies - it is believed that they were monks (friars) and their followers.   Set out in six small chapels (all named after different body parts, including pelvises and leg bones) the skulls and bones you will see are not laid about randomly - on the contrary, they are put together in quite elaborate displays…

Tuscany Beckons

Tuscany Beckons

It’s rainy and chilly (but we have fires) and, unlike in summer, where we eat al fresco and splash around in the pool, under a scorching sun, now we’re curled up under blankets in the evening, after dinner, all gossiping and laughing.  Lucretia - who’s incredibly good at drawing, baking and crafts - is building a gingerbread house, made out of pretzels, smarties and other treats.  She’s not sure anyone will even want to eat it - but it looks fabulous…

"Just One More Tune..." - Arrivederci Rome!

"Just One More Tune..." - Arrivederci Rome!

Even so, it doesn’t take long for me to find my groove and, soon, a small group has gathered around me. I switch from Gershwin to Scott Joplin, then Chopin and onto Beethoven.  Then a couple of pop classics, followed by some classic Elton John. I’m completely engrossed in the music, caught up in the thrill of sitting at a piano again and delighting at what my fingers can do at the keys.