Thursday, September 8, 2011

Wandering about Rome by night with Leo

Ten o’clock pm. When, after a full day being breastfed and cuddled, Leo still grumbles, grouches, and moans, and you (exhausted) do not know what else to do, who do you call?


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Well, this has soon become ‘daddy’s time’. Dad arms himself with the magic sling, wears his shoes, wraps Leo to himself, and gets out of the house and starts walking. And he walks, walks, for hours and hours, wandering about the lanes and the alleys of Rome, up and down the seven hills of the city, along the embankments of the Tiber, among the monuments and the ruins (deserted at that time of the night) - discovering and familiarizing himself with corners of Rome of which he ignored the existence, refreshed by the gentle breeze of the Roman summer, filled by the scents of the gardens and the parks of Rome, and cheered by the echoes of far-off concerts…


These have been the best moments of my summer.

5 comments:

  1. a volte sono sempre più convinta del nostro essere fratello e sorella...
    sono sicura che anche a me piacerebbe moltissimo fare queste passeggiate notturne e, di fatto, spesso le faccio (anche se per ora senza lei, dadi e andreoni... in futuro chissà)

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  2. certo che siamo fratello e sorella. abbiamo entrambi la testa tonda...

    quanto alle passeggiate, vedrai quante te ne farai...

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  3. Matteo,
    conosco bene la sensazione, anche se in altri luoghi e altri tempi. Magari tu, Ky e io siamo nati sotto lo stesso cavolo...
    Ciao da Tete, nord Mozambico.
    Emanuele

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  4. prima lo sospettavo. ora ne sono praticamente certo...

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  5. anche emanuele ha la testa tonda?

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