Mama loves this trumpeter blowing his horn of hope. I hope it reaches to Nice.
A lovely old-fashioned barber. I hope he doesn’t want to give ME a trim!
Fresh porcini for tagliatelle (home-made pasta in this little trattoria called Memmo).
And this charming (and famous, we found out) woodcrafter just up the street from the trattoria. There were photos of him with Julia Roberts and many other stars and he asked mama and papa down to his other little corner place and we couldn’t figure out why and as I looked around, he asked mama’s name and she said what she says in Italy, Susanna, because otherwise the Italians call her Susan, which she does not want to be, and in seconds he had carved her name in a little wooden heart as a memento of their visit to him.
Some of his wild carvings:
That’s Pinocchio on the left, hanging out in the chair.
And this was called, Haley’s Comet…hmmm. Well, that’s what it’s called. When mama showed me this I couldn’t believe he had done this in a very short while. All of the little trattorie that mama and papa discovered today had their names on the wall carved by this artist from the neighbourhood. A real find.
The ubiquitous soccer cry found all over Rome!
Papa pointed out this Roman mailbox that someone had used for an ashtray! Shame on them.
A detail of the side of the Ara Pacis, the monument/altar Augustus had carved to celebrate his return from the wars after three years.
The Ara Pacis Augustae (Latin, “Altar of Augustan Peace”; commonly shortened to Ara Pacis) is an altar in Rome dedicated to Pax, the Roman goddess of Peace. The monument was commissioned by the Roman Senate on July 4, 13 BC to honor the return of Augustus to Rome after three years in Hispania and Gaul,[1][2] and consecrated on January 30, 9 BC.[3] Originally located on the northern outskirts of Rome, a Roman mile from the boundary of the pomerium on the west side of the Via Flaminia,[4] it stood in the northeastern corner of the Campus Martius, the former flood plain of the Tiber River and gradually became buried under 4 metres (13 ft) of silt deposits. It was reassembled in its current location in 1938.
Well, that’s our history lesson for today. Our hearts are with the French during their three days of mourning for the attack on Nice.
Mama, why are there such bad people in the world?
We love the tour ! Thank you for sharing with us ! Purrs
I hope these tours don’t get boring. They are going to move into Sicily soon, so maybe will cover some new ground.
OMG – that guy must be Pinocchi’s (or would it be Zeppetto’s) great grandson!!! Quelles merveilles he makes!!!! Mom & Pop took me out in my stroller last night on the Promenade. We were so sad when we got to the part where all the bad stuff happened. Otherwise it felt like “normal” – big people, kids, all stopping to tell me how cute I look in my poussette-stroller!! Life goes on, as it must. Can’t let the Bad Ones win. Bisous, Peace and Love.
Oh, Mya, how good of your mama and papa to go to the place of horror and bring smiles over you and your adorable poussette to those who would not be smiling at all, save for you three. I am sure there is a bond between the people of Nice right now that will strengthen your city.
We love these photos….not your typical touristy things.
We send lots of purrs for the people of Nice. What a tragedy.
Yes, it was more than horrendous and the poor little anthros…I just wanted to put some happier pictures on my blog that might help us feel a bit better.
Excellent photos and how nice that the man carved her name in a heart as a memento.
Thank you so much. Mama says he did it in less than a minute.
Loved the tour. Do we get snacks now?
Yes, there are some bad people in the world, Loulou.
Oh, you Funny Farmers and your snacks! But hey, I’ll try to rustle up some pics you can munch after your next tour. I hope these tours are not getting boring….but mama is actually having a little rest from helping me do my blog because she wants to be out looking at things. Harumph….she dosn’t take ME! (Thank you, mama. I need my beauty sleep.)
Oh LouLou, now dat’s a cool cat tree. Pawsum fotos. Luv seein’ you as always. Have fun. Sendin’ purrayers.
Luv ya’
Dezi and Raena
Dezi, you are so smart! That actually could be a cat tree. Mama is going to ask him when she takes him a thank you focaccia next visit.