September 24, 2006
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September 6, 2006
Before boarding the overnight ferry from Bari to Dubrovnik, we had a fantastic fish dinner by the harbour. With a nod of the head to the question "antepasti?" we suddenly had seven dishes piled in front of us. A highlight of the night was the ten-year-old girl showing her ink-blackened smile to the waiter when he asked how her risotto nero was.
We arrived early in Rome and stayed two nights, reaquainting ourselves with some wonderful Caravaggio and Bernini around the Campo dei Fiori. The guidebook dispells the myth that Bernini´s figure of the Nile is recoiling in disgust at the nearby building that was designed by a rival, but a story that good becomes true if we want it to.