Our third day in Rome was a big day also. Every day is a big day. We met at Trevi Fountain at 9.30 as Broni had serious shoe-buying to do at a shop I used to patronise 40 years ago. Then we walked UP the hill to the Palazzo Quirinale, home of the President of Italy. When I lived in Rome in the 70s I was lucky enough to be able to join a tour of the state rooms, all in Italian, and my Italian wasn’t so great at that point, but so lucky to be able to go in there at all.
Then we went along to the Borromini church and the Bernini Church. Sant’Andrea al Quirinale (the Bernini) was under heavy reconstruction with the whole interior filled with scaffolding. It seemed to be possible to go up there, but with my dislike of heights it didnt interest me at all. There was still something to see. Next, to San Carlo alle Quattro Fontane (the Borromini) which thankfully was all available to be admired.
Then down the hill again from the Quattro Fontane to Palazzo Barberini, with a Bernini staircase and a Borromini staircase. A beautiful palazzo with barely a person around. A museum which we didn’t enter, but hope to go back.
Gasping for tea and cake. Then a long walk to a church that closed for the siesta twenty minutes before, then many staggerings around many more streets, lunch and back for a rest.
Out again to Piazza del Popolo after the siesta and more culture still. Two churches to be looked at at the top of the Corso, then across the Piazza to Santa Maria del Popolo, which I don’t think I have ever been into before. Beautiful. Caravaggio ceiling. Etc etc. Culture. We are in Rome.
(Terrible photo taken at night in a hotel room. Will scan and replace them all when I get home.) Now replaced with scanned version.