{"id":3001,"date":"2017-03-28T21:22:28","date_gmt":"2017-03-28T21:22:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.virginiaparker.net\/travel\/?p=3001"},"modified":"2017-03-28T21:51:43","modified_gmt":"2017-03-28T21:51:43","slug":"vatican-day-7","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.virginiaparker.net\/travel\/?p=3001","title":{"rendered":"Vatican, Day 7"},"content":{"rendered":"

I spent my morning in the octagonal courtyard of the Pio Clementino Museum, where Laoco\u00f6n and His Sons<\/em>\u00a0resides along with the Belvedere Apollo<\/em> and the River God Arno<\/em>. Famous dudes. I drew a postcard, of a lion with teeth and claws sunk into the neck of a horse that’s buckled to its knees.<\/p>\n

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Time flew away. Eventually I stopped trying to improve that sketch and move to another bench to draw a guard dog. I love this canine. Maybe I just miss my dog, (hi Maddy!) maybe because dogs are loyal and sincere. Not like, say, the Belverdere Apollo. So celebrated as an\u00a0ideal of perfection, so pretty, so flawless, and such a sore winner that he skinned alive the satyr Marsyas for daring to compete with him and subsequently losing an impromptu Greek’s Got Talent contest. Marsyas was strung up and\u00a0flayed even though he was in the thrall\u00a0of an enchanted flute. Where was that glint of viciousness in all those pretty depictions of Apollo’s perfection? \u00a0I have really taken Apollo into dislike over the last few weeks. Don’t get me started on his decision to pursue and rape Daphne.But I digress. As I packed up my pencil, I was grateful the museum guards have not objected to my humble activity. It occurred to me the guards have the same job as the dogs. Guardians.\"\"<\/a>I also adored this mosaic fragment mounted over a door. Roman rodeo. Yeehaw! Crank up the country.\"\"<\/a>I hauled a bag of laundry to a\u00a0place on the landlord’s map. When I inquired earlier, the owner said it was 4 euros wash 2 euros dry, now he asked for 20 euros.\u00a0Really? He first tried to claim it had to be washed separately. Nope, it’s all gray and black. He switched to saying it’s too many items, he will need to use two machines to wash and four machines to dry. It doesn’t fill up a pillow case. That’s not what you said before, I pointed out. He drops to 18 euros and I cave. I look the place up on Google afterward and sure enough, he is called out as a\u00a0cheat. I\u00a0should have checked online first, but I relied on the landlord’s recommendation.<\/p>\n

Took a white taxi to see Caravaggio’s trio of paintings on the life of St. Matthew in the\u00a0Contarelli\u00a0Chapel within the\u00a0church\u00a0of San Luigi dei Francesi. It was my most vivid memory of my first trip to Rome; walking to the end of a\u00a0dimly lit aisle early one morning, putting a euro in the light box and being stunned when the painting sprang into view. I thought it looked as vivid and richly colored as the day Caravaggio put down his brush.
\nIt was still glorious, an astonishing achievement that was explosive in its visual force.\"\"<\/a> The difference between my memory and reality was the entire church was much more ornate and decorated than my memory suggested, recalling only dim light and cold, gray stone. And the time of day means the painting was lit by sunlight in a way that emphasized Caravaggio’s composition. Matthew was smote by a beam of sunlight as he was summoned to follow Christ.\"\"<\/a>Across the church on the right, facing a different chapel. was a pair of benches, a candle stand and a notice that this was a place to pray for the victims of the attacks. I lit a candle, and I said my prayers. My doleful thoughts were interrupted\u00a0by the arrival of a school class field trip. Bored and antsy, the incense of impatience wafts from them along with the vitality of youth.
\nAfterward I walk over\u00a0to look at eyeglasses\u00a0Via <\/em>della Scrofa, 54-55<\/em> and buy two pairs. I’ve been seeking silver frames for three years now. I found a dainty pair here, with a discreet rivet pattern embellishment. I also purchased a super bendy, faux tortoiseshell pair with magnetized\u00a0snap-on sunglasses. The total\u00a0fail of the single prescription (vs progressive lenses) sunglasses I can’t read with, drives this sale. I’m considering a third pair in pink.\"\"<\/a>Walked to the\u00a0Napoleonic Museum<\/strong>, Piazza di Ponte Umberto I, 1, 00186, a small museum set up by his descendants. It’s bits and bobs mostly, but it’s free. It demonstrated how the mighty have\u00a0fallen by what wasn’t shown; there’s nothing imperial about it. \u00a0The best part was a lavishly embroidered pair of his sister’s slippers. Tr\u00e9s jolie.\"\"<\/a>and an exhibit of miniature mosaic work, including a demonstration of the process.<\/p>\n

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That was fascinating. I wish I had a few decades of better eyesight ahead of me. I am greedy for more. I thought about taking up weaving the other day, when I passed a loom. Ay me.<\/p>\n

My lunch was melon and prosciutto, followed by pasta alle vongele\u00a0while listening to Louie, Louie<\/em> over the restaurant’s speakers. It’s a local place, Amalfi. I was seated in the back alone, which suited me fine. The pasta was oddly tasteless – I expected garlic at least. Asked for salt and pepper. \u00a0I thought, if it wasn’t for artichokes and melon I’d have scurvy.\"\"<\/a>Little did I suspect I was ingesting an engine of\u00a0intestinal destruction. I left, ready to pick up my over-priced but clean laundry and call it a day.<\/p>\n

Back at the apartment I lay down and took a short nap. Woke up with a belly ache that\u00a0got much worse before it got better.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I spent my morning in the octagonal courtyard of the Pio Clementino Museum, where Laoco\u00f6n and His Sons\u00a0resides along with the Belvedere Apollo and the River God Arno. Famous dudes. I drew a postcard, of a lion with teeth and claws sunk into the neck of a horse that’s buckled to its knees. Time flew […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3075,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_genesis_hide_title":false,"_genesis_hide_breadcrumbs":false,"_genesis_hide_singular_image":false,"_genesis_hide_footer_widgets":false,"_genesis_custom_body_class":"","_genesis_custom_post_class":"","_genesis_layout":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false}}},"categories":[26],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-3001","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-rome","8":"entry"},"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/www.virginiaparker.net\/travel\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/cloak.jpg","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7OBxc-Mp","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.virginiaparker.net\/travel\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3001","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.virginiaparker.net\/travel\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.virginiaparker.net\/travel\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.virginiaparker.net\/travel\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.virginiaparker.net\/travel\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3001"}],"version-history":[{"count":10,"href":"https:\/\/www.virginiaparker.net\/travel\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3001\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3084,"href":"https:\/\/www.virginiaparker.net\/travel\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3001\/revisions\/3084"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.virginiaparker.net\/travel\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/3075"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.virginiaparker.net\/travel\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3001"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.virginiaparker.net\/travel\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3001"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.virginiaparker.net\/travel\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3001"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}