Time and Space in Rome

Vignettes to bring you up to date:

The Christmas season in Rome is always lovely and refreshingly simple.  You won’t find fat Santas or any such secular kitsch.  The shopping heats up slightly but the commercial drive is never overdone.  I received an email from my favorite Roman dress shop explaining the American concept of Black Friday and inviting me to a sale.  It read:

Che cosa è il Black Friday ? Nasce da una tradizione americana ,  è un’idea prenatalizia nata negli Stati Uniti e legata al giorno del Ringraziamento che si festeggia giovedì 26 Novembre ( sempre l’ultimo giovedì del mese di Novembre ).  What is Black Friday?  It is an American tradition born in the US and linked to the Thanksgiving holiday which is always the last Thursday of November.  

Our holidays also included a Christmas eve prosecco overlooking Rome at sunset and a retreat to the mountains to celebrate the new year.

Don’t miss the photo below of men eating a holiday meal at The Joel Nafuma Refugee Center.  The seats turned several times and the men transitioned peacefully even though it’s not easy to leave a warm room or a warm meal when you don’t have a home.  The men reflected a collective sadness yet each person was gracious and polite and thankful for our service.  There were smiles, too…



For my 50th birthday in January, five friends surprised me and flew to Rome for a weekend celebration.  They scattered their arrivals to string-along the surprise multiple times over, each appearing at different moments as my weekend unfolded:  Kristi arrived during dinner while I ate at a favorite bar with Jim; Becky came during dessert. Jennifer snuck into the house the next morning while I curled on the sofa nursing a headache after celebrating the night before with wickedly strong margaritas.  Vivian appeared a few hours later while I was still on the sofa.  After a day had passed with my gorgeous global posse and when I thought for sure the surprises were over, I found Tao in the kitchen drinking tea on Saturday morning as if it were natural to eat dinner in Hong Kong the night before and have breakfast in Rome the next day. 

Ladies, I will never forget your gift of travel and friendship and the joy I felt being surrounded with all that love.  And a special shout-out to my wonderful husband who orchestrated the weekend to perfection.  He not only arranged for my friends to come, but he rented for us a separate penthouse apartment and threw a surprise party with local friends at two exceptional venues:  the Bramante Cloisters and the roof-top terrace of the Hotel Raphael, with one of the most stunning views in all of Rome.


How do you pass a random day in Rome?  You go to an abandoned, crumbling hilltop village now habited by squatter-artists who promote the scandalous myth that the village church once housed the foreskin of Jesus. The relic mysteriously disappeared a few decades ago but the story and the eclectic collection of ateliers calls to the curious – like me!


And finally, a few random photos to mark the days here.  Don’t miss the first one of a homeless man sleeping along my running route.  He’s there every day, sometimes awake, sometimes bundled and asleep, like here.  Notice the seagull sitting by his side.  Is that you, Jonathan Livingston?

“Overcome space, and all we have left is Here. Overcome time, and all we have left is Now.”

1 thought on “Time and Space in Rome”

  1. Great pics, Theo! I love the photo of the bonsai as well; it has become rather a symbol for me and I always look forward to seeing it when I visit.

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