After two days in Bologna - that beautiful red city, which stole my camera and gifted me the Decemberists, we re in Rome.


It is glorious. Too many churches - not enough houses, perhaps. But plenty of dazzling vistas and the soaring twists of the Bernini vision.

I went on a vintage vespa in the rain yesterday, left in front of a mosque shag on a rock style, and then promptly returned to Karl and Jack.

Today, the Vatican city awaits. The next day is the colosseum and Venice.