So yesterday I ventured out to Piazza del Popolo to check out the goings on on a beautiful, sunny Sunday. It is carnival season here in Rome and Piazza del Popolo is where all the public activities are being held. Even though I knew it would be crowded I still didn't expect as many people as I saw. If you've been keeping up with my musings you remember that this piazza has three streets heading off in three different directions. Well, I came up the middle street-Via del Corso-and about a half mile or more before the piazza it was already wall to wall people. And these were the people leaving. At first I thought that I had missed all the fun but then realized that, along with me, there were still scores and scores of people heading to the piazza. I got there and it was packed. Normally I am not a fan of crowds like this but about half the people there were about 7 and well behaved. So, whereas in America I would feel claustrophobic because everyone else in the world is taller than I am and I wouldn't be able to see a thing, here, where I am a normal height for an adult, I had no problem seeing through and over the crowd-again thanks to half of them being very, very short...I mean young.
My continuing adventures through the eternal city. Please feel free to make comments-it is pretty much the only way I know if people are reading this and enjoying it. Also, for those of you who don't already know this, if you click on any of the images they will expand.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Carnivale
So yesterday I ventured out to Piazza del Popolo to check out the goings on on a beautiful, sunny Sunday. It is carnival season here in Rome and Piazza del Popolo is where all the public activities are being held. Even though I knew it would be crowded I still didn't expect as many people as I saw. If you've been keeping up with my musings you remember that this piazza has three streets heading off in three different directions. Well, I came up the middle street-Via del Corso-and about a half mile or more before the piazza it was already wall to wall people. And these were the people leaving. At first I thought that I had missed all the fun but then realized that, along with me, there were still scores and scores of people heading to the piazza. I got there and it was packed. Normally I am not a fan of crowds like this but about half the people there were about 7 and well behaved. So, whereas in America I would feel claustrophobic because everyone else in the world is taller than I am and I wouldn't be able to see a thing, here, where I am a normal height for an adult, I had no problem seeing through and over the crowd-again thanks to half of them being very, very short...I mean young.
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