While in Rome, The city view from the Pincio gardens is worth lots of pain. Bear with me.
It is interesting how instinct works. Like love. Or hate. Or fear. You get these feels that you really don’t know where they are coming from and can absolutely not control. You consider ignoring the feels but the “inner compass” just won’t let you. If you try to ignore the feels, you start to get nervous, anxious, fidgety, itchy, neurotic, edgy and irritable. Best way to deal with this is to act on the feels and move on with it.
So, on the day we are to find the Pincio gardens, I wake up with lots of feels. Instinct tells me that a pimple is coming on. So I start the morning with touching my face. I touch the exact place where a huge zit is going to show up because instinct tells me there will be a zit on precisely this spot.
My partner in zit & acne control says that I get all these zits because I touch & scratch my face. It is a chicken-egg situation. I feel the zit coming, instinctively, I touch
scratch, squeeze, peel violently, point my nail directly at it & push, use the pincette, apply aloe vera, apply sun cream, ooh too much sun screen, wipe with toner, apply more sun cream, the zit, it comes.
It can’t be any other way.
Does my touching my face cause the zit, or, does the zit cause an itch that I have to deal with before the zit pops up?
Anyways, whatever I do, by breakfast (09:00 am), a spot on my face hurts.
Life goes on!
I place my wonderful hat on my head and it lies right on the zit. It, the pimple itches and hurts all at once.
La vita va avanti!
I have to walk through Rome because my find the best city views partner has a garden he wants to show me. Pincio. We have with us the book Top 10 Rome, & in it is a map.
I turn the map upside down, decide which way we have to go and start walking.
If you look at the Google maps navigator below, it should take 40 minutes, tops.
We walked the whole afternoon. From 12:15 to 16:30.
The whole freaking hot afternoon (28 Celsius).
To be on the fair side, it is a wonderful walk in the sun through the best parts of the city. Brushing by the Colosseum, St. Peters Cathedral, Spanish Steps, the shopping district etc. When we find ourselves near the Trevi Fountain, we decide to come back to the Fountain later. I have been saving my 3 cents all week for the Trevi visit.
Because we will always be back to Rome.
We took a break on the way, took a coffee at a small café near the Flaminio tram stop. Just one stop from Flaminio Tram stop. After the coffee, my legs, feet, back & pimple hurt so bad I wanted to take the tram back.
My we are better than that partner said it couldn’t be that far to walk. I did not believe him so we had a short
irritated conversation while we walked.
Me “I want to take the tram!
Me “I am tired”
Me: “You don’t hear me!?”
Me “Are you listening???!”
Me: “Oh, there is the Flaminio stop.” J
ust look at the map, a little north west of the destination.”
Smiles at me. touches my hand.“
Embarrassed silence. We turn left
or is it right?. Up the stairs, definitely up the stairs, and there lies the famous garden in all its glory. A wonderful view of the city and statues of the historic famous in one place.