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.
