That's Amore

It actually feels strange to be back in Rome for such a few hours before we go home tomorrow. The best thing I can say for Rome is it's not raining. But the tourists are out in full force.

I had this romantic notion of sauntering over to the Trevi Fountain to show my husband this spot that has been the subject of so many songs. Instead of the intimate setting I had remembered, we posed with about 300 of our "best friends" who were all there to do the same thing. I suddenly realized that we really hadn't even encountered that many tourists over the past couple of weeks and we certainly hadn't missed them.

We found ourselves at dinner with a restaurant full of Americans, where the menu was all in English. The pasta with crab was delightful, but the mention of Tysons Corners at the next table made it seem just too much like home.

As we walked off the pasta while treating ourselves to one last gelato, we came upon a performance by the Italian marine band on the Spanish Steps. A good send-off for the four of us. Tomorrow is a long, long travel day. Arrivederci, Italy!