In search of Fascists

The weather forecast for yesterday in Rome had been for occasional thunderstorms. In fact it turned out to be intermittent rain, getting heavier as the evening wore on. Perhaps this was the reason that, like happens occasionally in a tournament, "I never got going". So, this is going to be a much briefer post than yesterday, 'cos I'm determined to get out there. The weather today is at last perfect. Slightly cloudy, max temp of about 27 degrees.

Yesterday I caught a couple of busses to near the Vittorio Emanuele II monument, so that I could get inside (it shuts at 6pm). A nice old fat caribinieri stands at the entrance, with a whistle, making sure that no-one sits down on the "sacred" steps (two soldiers stand guard over the perpetual flame in memory of the Italian fallen).


( a few pictures )

Four car crashes and a shooting (but not in that order)

Perhaps seeing four car crashes in a day in Rome isn't that unusual, but surely coming across a shooting would be considered a bit askew. Hell, I live in south-east London, and I never actually come across them there.

The first car crash was while I was on the bus to the centre of town. Ah-hah, I thought, an opportunity to prove what crap drivers these Italians are.


( assassins on the streets of Rome )