Feb 072014
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.
What kept the horse from moving?
Think it’s just well behaved… either that or some sort of brake on the carriage.