Ciao, Roma

Happy Trinity Sunday! Some final tidbits on last Sunday's feast of Pentecost in Rome.

Italy has changed since I first set foot there 20 years ago. For the good.

Then, I arrived with a group of fellow students to be greeted by Uzi-wielding Italian soldiers with guard dogs, and found a country with exquisite empty churches. Unless you inherited from the Medici (and kept it), finances were difficult. Hardly any Italians had children. Slowly, it changed. Could it be that JPG and the movements-quite active in Italy-brought about a true renaissance?

Last week, I went to church with young, happy, Italian teens, heard babies and toddlers babbling in Italian, and stood to pray with married couples (with rings). AMEN. Nice to have you back.

Now let’s work on making Rome an affordable real estate venture. How about buying around the Trevi for a cool million Euros? Functioning fountain, just cleaned.