Home in Rome

I said goodbye to my younger brother Dan and departed China, flying for 11.5 hours, or 3 movies and 2 television shows, to Rome.

It is rather nice to be somewhere where I can read the signs. I will be here for a while, writing things in my appartamento with two balconies in the Garbatella neighborhood.

I have only been here a short time, but have already seen a museum show about a bike route around Rome, looked at bikes at a vast second-hand market, and gotten very lost on a bicycle in the city center.

Pretty much my normal for a first week anywhere.

I have a little work to do still to get past the jetlag, but I am enlisting the profound powers of coffee to assist me in this. And I am settling into my new place.

I am now friends with the florists across the street.