Now for an attempt at phlogging. Last night I left work and crossed Piazza di Spagna. I’ve decided to carry a small camera with me in order to take photos of interesting phenomena in Rome. Remember that wonderful children’s book about the baby bird that fell out of its nest? It walked all over town looking for its mother.
Most people say they don’t believe in UFOs. But I can tell you I saw this with my own eyes. I even took a photo, proof that aliens are flying right by us even in crowded piazzas.
Now for a more artistic take on urban decadence. Think Jim Jarmusch.
At last I arrived at the Festival of Jewish Literature, where Benny Morris was to be interviewed. We left early and headed straight for a late dinner at Sitar.