Greetings from Rome
Jan. 31st, 2003 09:33 pmThank you everyone who left a comment on my last missive. As I am paying for the privilege of internet access, I won't reply to each one individually although I'd like to. It's nice to hear from familiar faces, though ... er, as it were.
And: I found my money! (duh)
Slash helps when travelling on one's own. I find that when I'm feeling anxious or bored or annoyed, I can drift off into the world of Karl/Dom and that provides wonderful continuity and distraction. And while waiting for food to be served at restaurants, I don't need to stare into space; instead, I scribble furiously. And someone expressed surprise that it was K/D keeping me occupied and not orcs: but don't you know, that K/D is my epic that has been with me since last August?? Anything else has been relief and distraction from the angst and intensity of K/D. It's turned into a minor novel so I'm just biting the bullet and being novel-y about it and writing loads of irrelevant padding and extra stuff and extra characters. I just cannot release them, that's my problem. Heh, not until I'm back in the UK, at any rate. (Where, I hear, I have missed SNOW!!)
I have been running round again like a lunatic so have a cold from lack of rest. But today I spent all day in t'reference library - or should that be t'biblioteca referenziale? Cinzia taught me how to say 'whatever' but now I've forgotten it, bugger. And yes, Demelza: speaking of tìref libe, Derek has made a major reappearance in the K/D epic!! :-) And how is origfic (whispers this - I should look at your LJ, really, but am running out of euros).
I like Rome. At least only half of the museums are chiusi and not all of the bloody lot as they were in Naples, driving me up the fucking wall and causing me to swear as I stomped across an endless piazza. I should be studying something famous, like Michelangelo, then there would be no problem. What I want to look at is relegated to less-than-important and shut down at the drop of a hat, it appears.
Ah well, I bought expensive and heavy tomes instead.
I did one touristy thing in Rome, however: I went to the Pantheon. I had never been there. January is a nice month to travel in Italy, actually. As I was standing in the Pantheon, it started to rain and then hail, and there was the sound of pitterpatter and then plockplock on the marble floor as rain and hail drifted in through the open oculus at the centre of the cupola. They had cordoned off the centre of the building, and it was really quite an extraordinary experience, what with the sheets of rain visible against the white round sky and the dunes of hail spreading across the marble pattern. Very romantic, in the early 19th C. meaning of the word.
Oh, and
thamiris: I saw Smallville for the first time!!! Dubbed into Italian on Neapolitan TV! Hah, I only know it through you, of course. Was puzzled as to lack of mouths on cocks but then there was a very slashy moment with whatsisname who plays Clark and that nice bald guy so I could see the attraction! Although that Clark does nothing for me -- still, he may of course have a very seductive voice when not dubbed into Italian, snort. But Lex: I do like his upper lip and the corners of his mouth. Yes, I can definitely see the potential there.
:-)
And: I found my money! (duh)
Slash helps when travelling on one's own. I find that when I'm feeling anxious or bored or annoyed, I can drift off into the world of Karl/Dom and that provides wonderful continuity and distraction. And while waiting for food to be served at restaurants, I don't need to stare into space; instead, I scribble furiously. And someone expressed surprise that it was K/D keeping me occupied and not orcs: but don't you know, that K/D is my epic that has been with me since last August?? Anything else has been relief and distraction from the angst and intensity of K/D. It's turned into a minor novel so I'm just biting the bullet and being novel-y about it and writing loads of irrelevant padding and extra stuff and extra characters. I just cannot release them, that's my problem. Heh, not until I'm back in the UK, at any rate. (Where, I hear, I have missed SNOW!!)
I have been running round again like a lunatic so have a cold from lack of rest. But today I spent all day in t'reference library - or should that be t'biblioteca referenziale? Cinzia taught me how to say 'whatever' but now I've forgotten it, bugger. And yes, Demelza: speaking of tìref libe, Derek has made a major reappearance in the K/D epic!! :-) And how is origfic (whispers this - I should look at your LJ, really, but am running out of euros).
I like Rome. At least only half of the museums are chiusi and not all of the bloody lot as they were in Naples, driving me up the fucking wall and causing me to swear as I stomped across an endless piazza. I should be studying something famous, like Michelangelo, then there would be no problem. What I want to look at is relegated to less-than-important and shut down at the drop of a hat, it appears.
Ah well, I bought expensive and heavy tomes instead.
I did one touristy thing in Rome, however: I went to the Pantheon. I had never been there. January is a nice month to travel in Italy, actually. As I was standing in the Pantheon, it started to rain and then hail, and there was the sound of pitterpatter and then plockplock on the marble floor as rain and hail drifted in through the open oculus at the centre of the cupola. They had cordoned off the centre of the building, and it was really quite an extraordinary experience, what with the sheets of rain visible against the white round sky and the dunes of hail spreading across the marble pattern. Very romantic, in the early 19th C. meaning of the word.
Oh, and
:-)