Rome. Practically perfect. Except where it’s not. But that’s for another post. We were fortunate enough to arrive in Rome a few days before Christmas. Our Airbnb host was even kind enough to put up a little tree for us! We had a couple of days to get our bearings before the Mother arrived from Portugal to spend a few days with us. It had been several months since I had seen her, so I was eagerly waiting at Ciampino Airport (the smaller Rome airport) for her to come out the door! It was pretty fun to watch her on the drive back to our apartment – head almost on a swivel – there is so much to look at! While she was here we were able to visit several of the big tourist sites. The weather wasn’t terribly cooperative, although it was much better than what they had at home. Everybody likes a white Christmas (especially in a place where they rarely happen), but it went a bit overboard with the snow.
So back to the subject at hand – Rome at Christmas. The city goes all out with the lights, so everywhere you look it’s beautiful. St. Peter’s Square looks elegant with its huge tree and every church has a unique Nativity set up. Most are obviously handmade and must be a labor of love. The tight, ancient streets have decorated store fronts, the restaurants have their outdoor areas covered in lights – it’s magic every where you look!
Every where I look in Rome there’s something wonderful to photograph! I could be here for years and always find something new to see. But it does have a few quirks…