And so just like that it’s suddenly May, and Rome feels as normal as it has since before all this began. Once again crowd-dodging is my main stock-in-trade (and if I do say so myself I’m pretty good at it). The first flowering of the wisteria in Rome is already almost gone, but not in the cooler heights of Tivoli where it was still going strong on Wednesday.
That crunch of broken pots on the Monte Testaccio is a glorious sound!