Showing posts with label when in Rome. Show all posts
Showing posts with label when in Rome. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

We Are All Centurions; or Arma Virumque Canon

Having traveled in such tout-rich environments as the former Soviet Union and Turkey, I can say with certainty that none I encountered were ever armed. At least, it never came to that. Incidentally, Turkey beats the FSU in the critical tout categories of creativity and cheerfulness-in-rejection.

I would certainly think twice about trying to limit their livelihood, as apparently is the case in Rome, where Italian police recently gave the thumbs-down to various gentlemen who array themselves in various types of Roman armor (and occasional weaponry) and pose for fees of various amounts with various tourists outside the Colosseum. It's uncertain what the fate of these erstwhile Praetorians will be, but I'm sure some form of this activity will persist regardless of the official attitude, and that's fine. It would take an entire, well, legion of cheesy reenactors on Vespas to detract from the glory that is Rome.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

The Grotto at Caesar's Palace (updated)

Archaeologists have given us a glimpse of the Sanctuary of Romulus under the Palatine Hill in Rome. Not much to say about this other than it is extremely cool. (Saving my literary energy for the live rutablogging.)

Update 11/23: It may not be the fabled Lupercale after all, but a dining room from Emperor Nero's first palace.

Commenting on the precarious condition of many of Rome's antiquities, Italian chimney sweep Alberto observed, "The Lupercale is fragile, isn't it? Let's be extra cautious!" while executing a series of intricate chalk drawings on the Via Appia.