New Year, New Blogging Resolution. We’re 9 days in and it’s not looking great eh? This last week has been filled with the type of exhaustion that can only come from coming back to work after getting a little bit too used to holiday life.
Luckily, we’ve been pleasantly surprised on return to The Deutschland to find that Autumn is lingering (which frankly seems deserved after it stubbornly refused to get into Spring for so long last year), and the weather is hovering at a rather pleasant 10 degrees.
But shall we travel back to Rome anyway?
After the trials of the colosseum, the Man and I needed some meat. And what better place to eat said meat, than at Ducati? (which after a quick google I can very confidently say ‘is a company that sells motorbikes’).
We both opted for beef burgers, because a) there is no beef in Deutschland and b) Germany burgers tend to be ‘American style’. Oh yeah, and c) mine came with blue cheese!
I had such high expectations, I mean, just look at this:
But I’m afraid to say that I was let down once again. The bread was soft and fluffy, but in a super-sweet ‘boiled bread’ sort of way (and I’m a ciabatta kinda girl myself), and the patty itself was overthick, but also spongy, and not particularly flavoursome.
Here is Andy’s ‘burger assessment face’. It is not going well.
Would like like some kitten to cleanse the palate?
In the afternoon we wandered along the river on our way to meet Mother. We were late, but as you can see, this is clearly the fault of the stunning views that we met along the way:
We headed into this squat little building, once the tallest building, once a refuge for the popes, and the once and future Castle Sant’Angelo.
And now for something completely stunning.
Tegan has arms!
Happy Roman Evening Friends!