We went to Rome: the sun was out, the sky was blue. We went to Rome, and the nighttime hubbub from the vicolo del Cinque rose to our top-floor window; we ran down stone steps worn from the years and there were glasses of prosecco for us at the bar called Bar.
Come, I tell you more.
Labels: Travel: Rome
posted by stellou at 6:39 PM
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did you ride a vespa and eat nice pizza?
I rode no Vespas, mostly because I thought I might die. Ha ha! But I tell you, there were so many beautiful ones, and in my mind I was put-put-putting down the streets on them.
The pizza, oh lord the pizza, there was so much great pizza, from day one right through till the very end.I thought I had had pizza before I went to Rome, but I tell you, the pizza.
All the bars, they are all called Bar. Just as the tobacconists are called Tabacchi, or, as in this case, Tabacchi-Cartoleria. They are very literal, those Italians, at least about their shops.
I have long wondered about this, actually--is it an Anglophone thing, this naming of every nondescript little bodega with a distinctive name? What about the naming of so many businesses with distinctive punny names, e.g., Curl Up & Dye or Kropps & Bobbers for hair salons, A Salt & Battery for the fish+chips shop? Do other peoples do this?
AAAAAAAhahaha
"Kroppps & Bobbers" made me think THREE TIMES before I fell over laughing.
I don't know what to say about the punny Anglophone names, but let us also, while we are discussing commercial nomenclature, put on the table the dragons, the phoenixes, the four rivers of good ol' Chinese shop-naming...
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