Posted by on Jun 22, 2017 | 14 comments

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National Selfie Day?  Well, here’s mine, doing what I do best.

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OH, NO, not more culture!

Well, for the life of me, I have no idea why they chose ‘vulture’ for the word to go with ‘culture’ other than it’s the only one that rhymes, haha.

But, mama and papa (who are back, by the way–more on that later) sent me some pics of their museum-going morning and I thought I’d share them with you.  It was a show of graffiti artists’ works, but why on earth have they started putting graffiti in museums instead of just leaving them where they are supposed to be in their own environments.  They look sort of out of place to me in a museum.  Oh, well, what the heck. Here’s a little tour:

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This is actually a floor but you can see it as a ceiling, too.

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This guy’s the king of graffiti.  This is two-dimensional and looks three! Mama took a pic of a cute guy when papa wasn’t looking.  Oh, wow, that cute guy IS papa!

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Well, if you ask me, I’d rather see these in their habitats and I really prefer a little Roma tour:

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An artist in her studio.

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A mosaic discovered on an excavation’s floor under a restaurant.

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The Turtle Fountain in the ghetto.  See the little turtles hanging over the edge.  Like little Bolts!

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Santa Maria Sopra Minerva–a church built over a Roman temple that lies way beneath.

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And mama’s favourite monument, the Pantheon.  One night she and papa listened as an acapella group of young people sang with incredible harmony.  There is a nice video of them on this site:

Here they are.

Well, that’s such a little tour of such a great city.  As they say, “Mai in una vita.”  Meaning never in a lifetime could you see all the city has to offer.

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The little long white sign on this building indicates to where the flood waters rose in November, 1870, when the Tiber river overflowed.

Overflewed? Overfled? Okay, okay, went over its banks. That is a lot of water!!!

Off to do a little bit more sulking and then I’ll call it quits and be nice. After all, they really just arrived at midnight yesterday!  A long trip, but thank heaven I was NOT on that ferry!

I slept with them last night so I guess we are friends again.  Also brought them a little birdie (my first kill!) as a gift.  Mama thanked me profusely but I’m pretty sure she was a bit sad, too.  I don’t usually off anything around here…

I’m actually glad they are home, finally.  But I won’t tell yet…

Okay, okay, I’ll tell.

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