The great thing about being back in London is the proximity with the most charming places in Europe. In two hours it is easy to fly South or East and to get a complete change of scenery.
I always say one of my favourite countries is Italy. So when friends renting an apartment in the eternal city offered me to come over and stay in their guest bedroom, I didn't hesitate and booked my British Ariways tickets.
This trip was my ninth visit to Rome. Before that I had been to the Italian capital to celebrate New Year's Eve, to interview filmmakers and writers, to attend weddings or simply to visit friends.
This time, I was set to stay in the lovely neighbourhood named Trastevere, on the 'other side' of the river Tebere.
Main attractions for this summer three-day weekend were the Vatican, dinners in the hidden and tiny Jewish neighbourhood, the beach on the Southern coast, and the MACRO, Rome's Museum of contempory arts.
To eat amazing food in Rome, you need to get away from breathtaking but touristic hotspots and to wonder in tiny and dark lanes...
To enjoy the heat and the burning sun, nothing is better than a train-ride to the beach along the coast spread between Rome and Naples.
Italian trains may not be always on time, but the belated arrival is worth any precise TGV's ride... for its beautiful beaches, clear Mediterranean waters and amazing montains in the background.
And back to the city in about an hour of train journey, the next day was devoted to discover the MACRO, Museum of contemporary art of Rome and its stunning neighbourhood, Northeast from the ancient city centre.
Its location in a quiet, forgotten but richly beautiful part of Rome and its brilliant architecture are the first reasons to come up to the MACRO.
Then remains the enjoyable collection of Italian contemporay pieces of art. I don't want to spoil the visit nor to pretend I am a contemporary creations' specialist, so here is only a sample of visual insights:
It's the middle of summer in Italy, and amazing moment to be in Rome. If you have a minute, just go yourself...
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