So sometimes living here in Rome I just have moments in which I just end up saying to myself...now this couldn't/wouldn't ever happen back home...and it makes me appreciate the experiences I am able to have here (the good, the bad & the ugly!). There are so many examples for this statement, but I want to blog about the most recent one.
This past Monday evening I was in my apartment with the balcony doors open making dinner (pasta...as usual). I found it strange that there were 2 police directing traffic at the intersection near my apartment even though the lights were working, but just went about my business. Then I heard many sirens, which typically in the city I've noticed they don't use unless they really need to. I went out on my balcony to see what was going on & I saw a motorcade with a police escort coming down the street. So being curious, I stayed out to see who it was...thinking it was probably an actor or something like that. In the middle of the motorcade there was a black Mercedes with the Vatican flags mounted on the front...and as it quickly passed I looked in the back seat and the guy in the back was wearing all white. Now I didn't see his face, but I am 99.9% sure it was Pope Benedict!! I mean he does live about a 10 minute walk from me and they were going in the direction of his apartment, so I'm pretty sure it was him....and I will continue to say it was the Pope who went past my apartment. I caught myself saying outloud several times after that...wow the Pope went passed my apartment! That would never happen back in Houston!!
Right after that I sat watching an Italian soccer game, eating the pasta I made & drinking a glass of red wine. Now you can't get too much more Italian than that can you! :-)
(hmmm...I wonder if I get any special blessings just by being on the Pope's route?!? ;-) ).
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That is really awesome.
The Italians are really good at motorcades, and security details, in their suits and dark glasses. I'd see them everywhere lounging against dark Lancia cars with tinted windows and you'd know they were waiting for some important dignitary.
The first time I ever flew into Rome, even the guy on the tarmac with the clipboard was stylin' it with his sunglasses and chiselled Roman features!
And then what about the hot Carabinieri that stood around in the arena di Verona every night during the opera? Oh my. Such a distraction from the performances!
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