Italian gentlemen are a rare breed and hopefully will be around for a long time. Emanuel, my first friend in Italy INSISTED I take his seat on the bus and tried his best to communicate with me. He showed me where to get off in Trastevere and took me to a shop to buy a tram ticket and then sold a group of young men , in Italian, to make sure they told me where to get off. Emanuel reminded me of my grandfather, Joseph Cerreta and even smelled a bit like him if that is possible.....
The food here of course is fabulous and the city is like being inside a living museum or on the page of a history of art book.
Rome's Rating
COMMUNITY * * * * * ( because of EMANUEL!)
FOOD Waste reduction- unrated in this blog, but more to come!
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