Had a lovely first evening here in Trastavere. Caitlin prevented me from sleeping all afternoon into the night (thanks, sweetie). So we walked around the hood, much cooler at 6 p.m. than at 2 p.m., obviously. Walked to the Tiber, ate a delicious dinner (anitpasta of prosciutto, salami and olives, then pizza napoli and linguini con pesce, finished off a bottle of chianti). Then finished off the night with some gelato and a stroll through the pedestrian-only section of Trastavere. What a night. We're beat. Time for bed.
But first! A quick thought that came to me on the flight. Dozens of movies were available on the flight, so I watched Moneyball (even better the 2nd time!); Being Flynn (lame); The Good, The Bad and the Ugly (wah Wah wah); and the first hour of The Godfather. While watching the latter, I kept thinking of Game of Thrones. Think about it: All these families fighting for power (Corleones, Tattaglias, etc., innumerable character story lines from varying levels of the power hierarchy (Luca Brasi, Tony? the driver, Michael and Sonny, Tom Hagen, etc.). Anyway ... a great story, and fun to watch the Italian wedding and ways of life.
OK, bed time. A presto!
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