Rome and back home

Johnson's Three Rules of Travel
- Always bring something to read.
- Never bring more than you can carry.
- Never order anything from a menu you can't translate.
One of the advantages of blogging for the writer that is a distinct disadvantage for the reader is the complete lack of editorial oversight. The blog author may, at his or her whim, write about any damn thing.
I like to write about my travels although they have nothing to do with libraries, technology, or schools. This post is one of pure personal indulgence. My feeling won't be hurt if you skip it.
The dozen pictures below were all taken with my iPhone4. I tried the HDR mode this time. This setting takes three photos each time the shutter(?) is released - with one shot an f-stop ahead and one an f-stop behind the regular setting. All shots are combined, making dark spaces lighter and light spaces less washed-out. At least that's the theory. I found I liked the HDR photo better than the regular shot about 50% of the time.
I've now visited six of the seven "wonders of the world." Only the Taj Mahal to go. The Coliseum is very interesting in that it looks like every football or baseball stadium I've been to - but made out of stone. Humans and thier structures over the course of the centuries have really changed very, very little.
Being a beggar in Rome is an art form. Very old women in front of churches seemed especially adept.
Piazza del Popolo was holding a carnival with street performers. A serendipitous find during a walk.
The view from our hotel window. The building looks like Lucisu Vorenus's home from the HBO series Rome. Although, as I remember, he lived in the Aventine. We were at the Aberdeen Hotel near the Termini.
Even the hardest stone is worn down over time as the ruts in this Pompeii street prove. Keep grinding away, educators who want change.
Imperial Rome's art borrowed heavily from both the Greeks and Egyptians. Anubis, here, looks pretty good in his toga. He was at the Vatican Museum - one of the highlights of the trip.
A view of Palatine Hill from the Coliseum. Rome itself was much cleaner, greener, lovelier, and easier to navigate than I had anticipated.
Boxer of the Quirinal from the National Museum asks, 'What did I do to deserve this?" Ever had one of those days?
Can't remember which emperor it was, but he only wanted busts made of him that looked mean. I'd say he'd make a pretty good tech director.
Morning and evening light in Rome was mystical. Here saints take the morning watch from the roof of St. Peter's Basilica.
And here the fountain in Piazza Republica reflects the late afternoon rays. The models of these nymphs visited the fountain until they were well into their 90s according to a guide book.
Every fresco contained ghostly portraits of past lives. They want to speak if you want to listen.
When I was in my 30s, I distinctly remember watching from the top of Great Wall of China tour buses pulling up that contained many passengers who were too old, too decrepit to get out and climb the wall, ride the camels, and feel the air. I resolved then and there to never wait to until I retired to go to the places i wanted to see. I resolved not to see the world through the windows of a tour bus. I resolved that experiences were better that possessions. I've never regretted a single one of these resolutions.
Gluttons for punishment can find more photos here.
Rick Steves's guide to Rome was right on target with just the right amount of information. We did not hire a guide or take a commercial tour but did great. Just ask me a question!