I just loved my few days of working in Trastevere. The apartment was light filled but thankfully had the most brilliant airconditioning. There was an aircon in each room and I did do a bit of destroying of the planet as the aircon blared. Greta was reducing her carbon footprint by traveling on a boat and I was wrecking mine via Dreamliner travel and aircon with terracotta tiled roofs outside my shuttered windows .
It was 36c outside for my whole stay and the Roman sun blazed down from the bluest sky imaginable. Tina arrived on my third day and it was lovely to walk down and meet her at Trastevere Stazione. It was an easy walk over the river to pay homage to Bernini, but it was wonderful to escape the crowds to the cobblestone streets and winding alleys of the apartment. I had to go throw a coin into the fountain to make sure I return, but if I wasn’t superstitious, I would have given it a miss. The crowds and incredibly annoying men with roses made me desperate to hike back over Ponte Garibaldi.
Sleeping under the stars 