It took me quite a while to find an angle to get an oblique shot of the Pantheon showing off the amazing pillars and pediment as well as the immensity of the cylinder supporting the dome. I also had to wait for a number of people to stop chatting and move out of frame. I decided I was happy to keep the person sitting on the stairs to give you a sense of scale.
I went down to the Trevi Fountain with a specific photo in mind. The Trevi Fountain with a lamp glowing in the foreground as the sun turned the sky a dark blue prior to breaching the horizon. After succeeding in that goal, despite competing with slick marble and worn out shoes, I set about taking a more basic photo taking in the whole thing. I realized after selling photos to the Four Seasons in Prague, for web use, that they preferred the simpler images that just showed the landmarks, so I try to remember to snap a few after taking the ones I really like.
I’m starting to run low on photos from past travels! I’m going to have to start heading out at sunrise in Bermuda, and just hope the February weather decides to behave!
I really like photos of markets, but have never had much luck. People either look at you funny or strike poses, which puts me off a bit. This place was great as everyone just went about their business as if I wasn’t there. I really wanted to center the dome in the background between the two buildings, but there was a post in the way. No matter how hard I tried I couldn’t contort myself into a position around the pole that would let me get it centered.
Rome is beautiful, but when you really start to look at your surroundings you realise that everything is rundown… perfectly. I really liked this little alleyway and spent ages standing there waiting for the little gap at the top to turn blue. In the end I gave up and took the photo with white cloud. In the end I don’t think it made that much of a difference.
It was a chilly morning in Rome, not as cold as London had been, but brisk. The marble that covers Rome was coated in a light dew. I was wearing an old pair of sneakers. The grip on them had been worn down to the point where I was walking on slicks. Rome was treacherous.
I’d slipped, tripped and slid my way around the Pantheon taking photos I thought were pretty good. Then, this guy decided to pull up with a horse and buggy, left it positioned perfectly while he had a coffee nearby, and I realised I’d have to do it all again.
Despite not having a replacement pair, the shoes found their resting place in a Roman trash can later that day.
On my last night in Rome I wound up in an American college bar. I had a couple of beers and then decided I’d rather get up early and take some pictures than stay out as there wasn’t much going on. Apparently, after I left things got pretty interesting.
I was rewarded the next morning by a cold overcast morning, but pushed out onto the streets of Rome for the last time. My hotel was located near the Spanish steps, and walking from there I’d arrive at the top and walk down. On my first night there, I was disappointed to see that the fountain at the bottom was hidden for restoration. I wasn’t sure I could get an interesting photo, but as I walked down the stairs, snapping away, I managed to find this shot, which I’m pretty happy with.









