La Fontana di Trevi

No, it wasn’t like Anita Eckberg’s visit.

But it was spectacular.

I have never been a monument fan, or someone who has to see all the historical points of the city I’m in. But this time, knowing it had just reopened after years of renovation, I decided to go take a look.

It was a good idea.


The fountain was gorgeous. So, so white and so, so clean! The statues that I had seen so many times were smooth and fresh, their muscles supple as if they could burst out of there any second.



I saw details that I had never seen before – the huge crest at the top, the algae, thrown by the horses’ hooves on the walls around the fountain.



There was a horse with sea wings. A sea horse? Led by a very determined-looking merman.


And no, we didn’t throw a coin in the fountain to make sure we’d come back to Rome. Because, well, we’re coming back to Rome for sure. We did, however, watch as dozens and dozens of tourists threw coins – over their left shoulder, as is right, or straight up front, as is wrong – and thought about how happy the charity organisations that have been without all this money for so long were going to be.



About Full Of Daisies

I am permanently in love. Things I like: purple, pasta, silk, autumn, the smell of mould, candles, cachi, having friends, water, new things, rice, eggs (all eggs!), fresh grass, olive trees, shiny things, glitter, hanging objects, windcatchers, wind, couscous, wasabi, carnivores, presents, snow, leaves, orchids, feathers, cappelletti, meat, fruit (all fruit), more del gelso (Morus alba L.), pigs, candles, christmas, polenta fritta!, separating egg whites from yokes in my hands, cartoons, dragons, the ocean, nudibranchi, cows, mercury (the metal), cosmos (the flowers), thunderstorms, Mika, turtles, acquariums, green and blue (mixed), siccamores, spring, snails, 24, porc with a sweet sauce (apple, cranberry, tomatoes jam), looking at a swimming pool upsidedown and underwater, english accent, open-minded people, driving, blue skies, checkered tablecloths, butterflies, books and cartoons in rhyme, painting eggs, the star-shadows that football players have, silver, laughing, Vivaldi, bells and chimes, white and purple, creating. Complete Happiness: Early morning. Sun, with a breeze; a pond with water lilies. A house, with a garden, full of plants. A vegetable patch, lemon, orange and mandarin trees. Cosmos everywhere. Birds in the trees; a tortoise eating the salad from the vegetable patch; a mammal (I couldn’t decide which one would make me happier) close by. No houses for as far as the eye can see. Me, a man that loves me and that I love. Friends coming over for a lunch that I have to prepare, and have all the ingredients for all ready in the kitchen.

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