So I think it's time I take you on a little tour of where I live in Rome.
I am not going to put any pics of my apartment since it is currently in a state of mess, but you can check it out on the original web site.
It is just as cool in real life, and actually feels like someone put their own taste into it, rather than just hit IKEA.
It is on a little street that goes straight towards the Rome Botanical Garden. When I say little street what I mean is a street that cab drivers refuse to drive into because it will take them ages to reverse.
And this, ladies and gents, is my building. The window with the ivy is my bedroom window!
Right next door is some big building I hardly even noticed... Well, apparently it is some famous pallazo that was built by some famous Italian a few hundred years ago, and had frescos by Raphael and all sorts of other famous people. I couldn't really be bothered checking it out, but here's a quick pic of the entrance.
The neighbourhood is called Trastevere and is right on the river. It is very old and charming and full of tiny little alleyways. And because it is so Italian, it is where every self respecting tourist will go to have dinner and drinks at least once.
This also means that it is peppered with little restaurants and tratorias and osterias, and bars and cafes and pizzerias and gelato places.
The other thing is has is hundreds of little random shops. The shoe repair shop, and the fruit&veg shop and the local barber and a bunch of tobacconists. Tobacconists are the backbone of Italian economy I think. They are where you get all those little things you can't get anywhere else - stamps, and bus tickets and top-up cards for your phone.
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