<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:18:19.312-08:00</updated><category term='caffelatte'/><category term='donut'/><category term='strange'/><category term='kosher'/><category term='breakfast'/><category term='Piazza'/><category term='smart cars'/><category term='jewish'/><category term='piazza navona'/><category term='pantheon'/><category term='cappuccino'/><category term='fast food'/><category term='wine'/><category term='san crisogono'/><category term='trash'/><category term='Galleria Doria Pamphilj'/><category term='spremuta'/><category term='campo de&apos; fiori'/><category term='McDonald&apos;s'/><category term='Saint Peter&apos;s'/><category term='boys town'/><category term='clothes'/><category term='catacombe'/><category term='insalata'/><category term='cafe'/><category term='trastevere'/><category term='Ostia Antica'/><category term='vino'/><title type='text'>CASRome - Brooke</title><subtitle type='html'>Enjoy reading my blog throughout my 7 weeks in Roma this summer!
Ciao!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-2717760924969227127</id><published>2008-06-27T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T18:48:54.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Retrospective</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Throughout my seven weeks in Rome I was able to explore many piazzas, have breakfast in numerous cafes, and sample different kinds of Italian wine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I chose piazzas as one of my places to blog about because they are an extremely important part of Italian life and culture. You can run into a piazza in Rome on almost every walk you take. Piazza Navona was one of the main piazzas I chose to focus on. It is one of the larger piazzas in Rome and contains The Fontana del Nettuno and Sant'Agnese in Agone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I chose wine as one of my themes because Italy is known for its wine and I knew I would be traveling to Tuscany during my seven weeks. I have always enjoyed wine but have never taken the time to understand how it made or the proper way to drink it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally, I chose cafes and Italian breakfast as my last theme because breakfast is my favorite meal of the day. The Italian morning routine in cafes is entirely different than American morning routine. In cafes, Italians stand and socialize while sipping cappuccino or caffes. They enjoy pastries in the morning as opposed to cereal or eggs. Most cafe shelves are filled with croissants, donuts, or creme filled pastries. The cafe is a meeting place for Italians in the morning and afternoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thoroughly enjoyed experiencing the Italian culture by visiting the piazzas, drinking the wine, and dining in the cafes. I loved learning about my themes and places and hope that these blogs allowed you all to learn about them as well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-2717760924969227127?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/2717760924969227127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=2717760924969227127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/2717760924969227127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/2717760924969227127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/retrospective.html' title='Retrospective'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-8242153232689240188</id><published>2008-06-25T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:00.097-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafe'/><title type='text'>Last Morning in a Cafe in Rome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGenBjewdII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/B7740YFc7b0/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGenBjewdII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/B7740YFc7b0/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217322338477962370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;On my last day  in Rome I figured I had to have one more breakfast at a cafe. Some of the girls and I decided to go to Piazza Santa Maria in Trastevere to Caffe delle Arance. We had passed this cafe many times before and admired the many oranges that were displayed in the windows and the large flute glass that the spremuta came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our spremuta arrived at our table I was elated. The spremuta was the best I had had since I arrived in Rome. It was so fresh and sweet. It woke me right up to explore Rome for the last time. I finished the entire glass, which is about a foot tall, within five minutes, and I felt great about it. The only thing to note about the spremuta is that it costs seven Euro, but it is well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that my Tropicana orange juice (which is my absolute favorite at home) won't even come close in comparison to a freshly squeezed glass of spremuta. I am considering buying a juicer at home so that I can make my own fresh squeezed orange juice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-8242153232689240188?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/8242153232689240188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=8242153232689240188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/8242153232689240188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/8242153232689240188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-morning-in-cafe-in-rome.html' title='Last Morning in a Cafe in Rome'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGenBjewdII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/B7740YFc7b0/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-7389329067997597562</id><published>2008-06-25T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T09:54:26.071-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wine'/><title type='text'>Kosher Wine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I was finally able to go to dinner in the Jewish Ghetto at a Kosher  ristorante with Ilana and her mom. To go along with my dinner I decided to try some Kosher wine.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While doing some research about Kosher wine in Italy to my surprise I found an article that said Kosher wine is on the rise in Italy, especially in Milan and Rome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be considered Kosher wine there are many rules that must be followed. First, to abide by Jewish law only followers of the Jewish faith may come in contact with the wine. Second, no yeast products made from animals may be used in the production of the wine. Finally, the vineyard producing the wine must shut down production every seven years and rest.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are about twelve vineyards in Italy currently producing Kosher wine. "Giordano is the biggest, producing two million bottles a year, all of which is destined for the markets in the United states and Canada".&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have to admit that back in the States the only Kosher wine I have ever had was Manishevitz, and I am not very fond of it. The wine I had tonight at dinner was delicious. It was a little sweet and so much better than the cheap Manishevitz wine we typically have for Jewish holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Kosher wine production in Italy on the rise." &lt;u&gt;Italy&lt;/u&gt; 16 June 2008 25 Jun 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-7389329067997597562?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/7389329067997597562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=7389329067997597562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/7389329067997597562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/7389329067997597562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/kosher-wine.html' title='Kosher Wine'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-547603342944855406</id><published>2008-06-25T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:00.344-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piazza'/><title type='text'>An Overview of Piazzas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGJLJomopMI/AAAAAAAAAII/GeU5_d_akhI/s1600-h/DSC06771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGJLJomopMI/AAAAAAAAAII/GeU5_d_akhI/s320/DSC06771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215813947338826946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thought it would be nice to begin wrapping up my blog posts about piazzas in Rome by defining what a space needs to have to be considered a piazza. I thought about this the other day on my 20 minute walk home from class because in that time I passed at least ten areas that are considered piazzas. All of these spaces were extremely different though. Some were incredibly large, full of tourists, restaurants, and entertainers while others were simply a place for cars to park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It turns out that to be considered a piazza there just needs to be an open public space. There are no specific guidelines besides that. Although piazzas are typical in Italy, they are found in other regions and can be compared to the Spanish plaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Piazzas are used for social gatherings and entertainment. They are the center of Italian life and are almost always filled with people engaging with one another and the culture around them. Piazza Navona, Piazza di Spagna, and Piazza del Popolo are three of the largest piazzas in Rome and my three favorite.They are big tourist attractions but are also frequented by locals as well. Some of my favorite memories of the past seven weeks have occurred in these piazzas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Piazza Navona, at night, I was able to see Tom Hanks and Ron Howard during the filming of Angels and Demons. I was only twenty feet from two of the biggest names in Hollywood. It was something I will remember for the rest of my life. I can not wait for the film to come out in theaters so that I can recognize different places in Rome that appear and to see the scene that I saw them film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Piazza di Spagna, at night, most of the people in the CAS program and myself gathered to experience the piazza at night on the steps. It was a great way for everyone to bond together, outside under the clear night's sky. It was interesting to see how we interacted with each other compared to the Italian teenagers. Besides the obvious clothing attire difference, I found the Italians to be enjoying themselves in much smaller groups than we were. The live music they provided us with though was wonderful and all in English!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Piazza." &lt;u&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/u&gt;. 22 Jan 2008. 25 Jun 2008. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piazza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-547603342944855406?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/547603342944855406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=547603342944855406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/547603342944855406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/547603342944855406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/overview-of-piazzas.html' title='An Overview of Piazzas'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGJLJomopMI/AAAAAAAAAII/GeU5_d_akhI/s72-c/DSC06771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-6886087964758101695</id><published>2008-06-24T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:01.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Botanical Garden in Trastevere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGEJ60GcyZI/AAAAAAAAAHw/gxHx9TNf34Q/s1600-h/DSC07907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGEJ60GcyZI/AAAAAAAAAHw/gxHx9TNf34Q/s320/DSC07907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215460749494503826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While the heat was still tolerable last week a few of the girls a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nd I decided to explore the Botanical Garden called Orto Botanico in Trastevere. Although it is only a short walk from our apartment, once inside you feel like you are in a completely different place. The annoying sounds of the city disappear, along with the horrid smell of trash and body odor. Instead you hear birds chirping, ducks splashing in the pond, and smell fresh flowers and sap. It is the perfect place to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; escape the hectic and rapid pace of the city and cle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ar your head as you walk around the grounds.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I was expecting to see many more flowers in bloom, I was still impressed by what was there. Immediately upon entering the garden you were greeted by enormously tall trees, with long leafy branches. At our first stop we all different types&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGEKwFNjACI/AAAAAAAAAH4/g0xtRBAVzD4/s1600-h/DSC07917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGEKwFNjACI/AAAAAAAAAH4/g0xtRBAVzD4/s320/DSC07917.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215461664620740642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; of cactus plants. I've never actually seen cactus in nature so i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t was neat to see how it grows. As we moved along through the grounds we wondered into a green room filled with the most interesting cactus I have ever seen. There were cactus roses that were green with red edges. If you didn't look close enough you would think that they were real roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Further along on our exploration of the garden we saw bamboo stalks that were at least 15 feet high. I couldn't believe that one space was able to allow cactus, bamboo, and roses to grow. I didn't know that all three were able to survive in similar climates. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGELZzXksVI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XXExooLl7Mc/s1600-h/DSC07952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGELZzXksVI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XXExooLl7Mc/s320/DSC07952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215462381385462098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As we continued walking we climbed up the top of hill and sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;w an incredible view of Rome. The trees in the garden acted like a frame around St. Peter's dome. It turned out to be a great picture! &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sad to leave the garden and enter the noisy city of Rome again. I liked the peacefulness of the garden and the ability to clear my head. I wish I would have found the space sooner so that I could have escaped their when the apartment was too much for me to handle, but I am just glad I was able to see when I did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-6886087964758101695?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/6886087964758101695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=6886087964758101695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/6886087964758101695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/6886087964758101695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/botanical-garden-in-trastevere.html' title='Botanical Garden in Trastevere'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGEJ60GcyZI/AAAAAAAAAHw/gxHx9TNf34Q/s72-c/DSC07907.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-8340829243131131092</id><published>2008-06-24T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:02.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A walking tour of cafes &amp; piazzas in Rome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGEEIzApavI/AAAAAAAAAHY/WNxJZPI56Mk/s1600-h/DSC08096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGEEIzApavI/AAAAAAAAAHY/WNxJZPI56Mk/s320/DSC08096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215454392650132210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Monday morning in Campo de'Fiori we started our tour of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cafes and piazzas led by the one and only Carley Bria. In Campo de'Fiori we were able to salivate over the fresh produce, which we didn't purchase because the prices were a bit too high, and shop for some souvenirs at the different vendor tables.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following our leader we stopped in Piazza della Rotonda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to sample some  granitade caffé con pannas at the cafe La Ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;zza d'Oro. The cafe is known for its exotic coffee beans, espresso, and granita. Everyone that tried the icy beverage enjoyed it, except me. I have come to the conclusion that I just don't the taste buds for coffee!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all of the cups were empty we made our way to Via Condotti, which is known for its expensive shops. I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; only dream about purchasing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; something in the designer stores and take pictures of their  store fronts. It was such a tease to be in front of so many exquisite pieces of clothes knowing I could not afford any of it. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got to the end of Via Condotti we were met by Piazza di Spagna. It was still relatively early in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGEEkSe1nBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/9iV1mP7ejYc/s1600-h/DSC08106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGEEkSe1nBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/9iV1mP7ejYc/s320/DSC08106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215454864954727442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; but the sweltering heat from the sun seemed to be keeping the piazza fairly empty. This was the first time I saw the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Spanish Steps during the day and due to the overwhelming heat I hardly had a chance to stop and appreciate them before we moved down Via del Babuino to Piazza del Popolo.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In Piazza del Popolo, the largest piazza in Rome I have been to, they were setting up for an appreciation rally for rescue personnel. There was a giant red cross at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGEFD52YYcI/AAAAAAAAAHo/VfdZ3P07CDY/s1600-h/DSC08112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGEFD52YYcI/AAAAAAAAAHo/VfdZ3P07CDY/s320/DSC08112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215455408098402754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;one end of the piazza and a platform covered in red at the other end of the piazza. Located on either side of the twin chruches are two political based rival cafes. Cafe Canova, situated on the right side, is a more conservative cafe. It was full of people sitting at the numerous outdoor tables. Cafe Rosati, situated on the left side, is more liberal. Although it was much less crowded than Cafe Canova I enjoyed it just the same. The pastries that filled the glass shelves inside were miniature in size and brightly colored. I tried a mini chocolate eclair and was in heaven. The pastry shell was so fresh and the chocolate center oozed out as I bit it. It was a great way to end our walk and forget about the intense heat awaiting outside. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-8340829243131131092?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/8340829243131131092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=8340829243131131092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/8340829243131131092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/8340829243131131092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/walking-tour-of-cafes-piazzas-in-rome.html' title='A walking tour of cafes &amp; piazzas in Rome'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGEEIzApavI/AAAAAAAAAHY/WNxJZPI56Mk/s72-c/DSC08096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-7216570053623524054</id><published>2008-06-24T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T00:51:27.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafe'/><title type='text'>A Cafe to Try</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you are looking for a new cafe to try and want to people watch at the same time I suggest trying Ristorante di Rienzo. It is located in Piazza della Rotonda and to the left of the Pantheon if you are looking into the piazza from the Pantheon. The city block is stands on is Palazzo Giustiniani, which was commissioned by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Monsignor Francesco Vento in the 1850's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="body"&gt;. Mr. Michele di Rienzo opened the ristornate and caffe in the early fifties and it has been an important stop ever since for tourists and important locals alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Ristorante di Rienzo you can sample a wide variety of pastries like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"the “mimosa”, the “sacher”, profitterols" or have a bite sized cookie. There is also 36 different flavors of gelato to try. To go along with your pastry you can either try a cappuccino (before 11:00 am of course) or a caffe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The relaxing atmosphere and abundance of outdoor seating make this a great place to people watch or just relax with the Pantheon in full view. I recommend avoiding the mid afternoon hours because the piazza tends to be extremely crowded with tourists at those hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Ristorante di Rienzo." 24 Jun 2008. http://www.caffedirienzo.com/Eng/Home_en.html.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-7216570053623524054?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/7216570053623524054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=7216570053623524054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/7216570053623524054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/7216570053623524054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/cafe-to-try.html' title='A Cafe to Try'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-1335498433439798380</id><published>2008-06-24T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:03.144-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wine'/><title type='text'>Cinque Terre Wine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGChiBaBicI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/sydy-2fkyrc/s1600-h/DSC08071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGChiBaBicI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/sydy-2fkyrc/s320/DSC08071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215345974360246722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After hiking all day through the five towns that make up the Cinque Terre region I was eager to try some fresh fish and local wine. In Cinque Terre two types of wine are produced: Cinque Terre and Sciacchetra. I tried the Cinque Terre the first and was hooked for the rest of the weekend.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinque Terre is a white wine that is dry but still has a sweet after taste. Since it is produced by the ocean, it compliments the fish caught in the region. It also goes well with the pesto dishes (which Cinque Terre is known for). &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sciacchetra is a dessert red wine that only gets better with age. Although it is said to be rather dry, it provides a nice balance to your sweet dessert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Phillips, Kyle. "Le Cinque Terre." &lt;u&gt;About.com&lt;/u&gt;. 22 Jun 2008. http://italianfood.about.com/library/weekly/aa011497.htm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-1335498433439798380?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/1335498433439798380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=1335498433439798380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/1335498433439798380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/1335498433439798380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/cinque-terre-wine.html' title='Cinque Terre Wine'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SGChiBaBicI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/sydy-2fkyrc/s72-c/DSC08071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-752501058670425512</id><published>2008-06-18T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:03.365-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piazza'/><title type='text'>Details about Piazzas in Guided Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The beginning of your tour of Piazzas in Rome starts you at Capitol Hill, in Piazza del Campidoglio. Here, like I said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SFjtbko-fVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/oL80U0ATir8/s1600-h/DSC06526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SFjtbko-fVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/oL80U0ATir8/s320/DSC06526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213177626629143890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;before, are the  two buildings, Palazzo Nuovo and Palazzo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dei Conservatori, which &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;comprise the Capitoline Museums. The museums contain various paintings and sculptures. Some of the highlighted works include the Red Faun, Dying Galatian, Medusa, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; the She-Wolf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Piazza Venezia contains the Palazzo Venezia and Museum and the Victor Emmanuel Monument. In the Palazzo Venezia, which was constructed "in 1455-64 for the Venetian cardinal Peitro Barbo", you can view collections of art of early Renaissance paintings and sculptures, tapestries, and statues. Before you go to the museum check to see if any temporary exhibitions are going to be held, so you can make sure to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; see them.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In center of Piazza di Spagna you will find the Baraccia fountain and the famous stairs that lead you to Trinita dei Monti, a 16th-century church. From here you will be able to have one of the greatest views of the entire city. In you are looking for a cafe to relax in and enjoy some croissants or try a cappuccino, Cafe Greco is the place to go. It is located at the corner where Via Condotti and Via di Propaganda meet. It is an extremely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; elaborate cafe with deep, rich red walls and dark wood furniture. Before you leave the piazza, try to stop at the Keats-Shelley Memorial House. It is a memorial library that honors John Keats and Percy Bysshe Shelley, two English Romantic poets. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final stop is Piazza del Popolo, a grand oval shaped piazza which used to be home to many public executions. The Piazza has been gradually transformed over the years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SFjr7JEqcTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/UI-lR0DwJdw/s1600-h/DSC06618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SFjr7JEqcTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/UI-lR0DwJdw/s320/DSC06618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213175969961636146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; since its beginning to what it looks like today. There is "two twin Neo-Classical church facades" that sandwich Porta del Popolo with an Egyptian obelisk in the center. On a nice day you will find the piazza packed with cars, people, vendors, and restaurants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;EyeWitness Guide (pgs 66, 130-1, 134, 137)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-752501058670425512?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/752501058670425512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=752501058670425512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/752501058670425512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/752501058670425512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/details-about-piazzas-in-guided-tour.html' title='Details about Piazzas in Guided Tour'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SFjtbko-fVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/oL80U0ATir8/s72-c/DSC06526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-2730143925570907845</id><published>2008-06-18T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:03.591-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piazza'/><title type='text'>Guided Tour to Piazzas in Rome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SFkz4tgSYVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/tVMSsK-NNW4/s1600-h/DSC07967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SFkz4tgSYVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/tVMSsK-NNW4/s320/DSC07967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213255093038768466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;The start of your guided tour to piazzas in Rome will begin at Capitol Hill by walking up Michelangelo's Cordonata staircase. Here you will reach Piazza del Compidoglio. In this piazza you will be surrounded by three buildings, which comprise the Capitoline Museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While standing with the staircase to your back, walk left on Via di San Pietro in Carcere. On your left you should pass Santa Maria in Aracoli, which is a church that houses the "15th-century fresco of the Funeral of St. Bernardino by Pinturicchio". Following the road to the left you will see Piazza Venezia. You will know you are at the right piazza when you see the Victor Emmanuel Monument located at the top of the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To reach the next location, Piazza di Spagna, simply walk north on Via del Corso, passing the Museo del Corso on your left. At Via Condotti turn right ant continue walking down the street. Take note that this street contains some of the best shopping in all of Rome and even the world. I suggest walking slowly and window shopping but account for this extra time if you are meeting people at the next location. When you reach the end of Via Condotti, you will run right into Piazza di Spagna. While in the piazza you may want to visit Trinita de Monti, a 16th-century church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get to your final piazza simply walk north on Via del Babuino. Continue on the road until you walk into Piazza del Popolo. This is your final destination on the guided tour of piazzas in Rome. You will find yourself in the northern part of the city of Rome, so you may want to take the metro back to your hotel or apartment. There is a metro stop located just to the right of the piazza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-2730143925570907845?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/2730143925570907845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=2730143925570907845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/2730143925570907845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/2730143925570907845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/guided-tour-to-piazzas-in-rome.html' title='Guided Tour to Piazzas in Rome'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SFkz4tgSYVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/tVMSsK-NNW4/s72-c/DSC07967.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-395687899830850575</id><published>2008-06-16T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T09:28:02.291-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast'/><title type='text'>English Breakfast in Rome?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Breakfast in Rome is typically quite small, so when Hilary told me that she found a place for a Sunday brunch I was eager to try it. The restaurant is called the Stardust Cafe. We made sure of the hours they were open and the location before leaving for the open market in Trastevere Sunday morning. Numerous websites said that it was open for brunch on Sunday from 11:00 am to 5:00 pm. It couldn't have sounded more perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They supposedly have a real English breakfast consisting of eggs, bacon, sausage, potatoes, baked beans (which I could do without), bread, and a coffee all for only 11 Euro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you are wondering why I have yet to tell you how delicious it was, it is because when we finally made it to the tiny alley way and read the tiny sign with the restaurant's name we discovered something horrible. The restaurant's metal gates were down and they were closed! Yes, the websites were wrong and the restaurant (which was to be the highlight of my weekend in Rome) was not open for Sunday brunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I was not a happy girl after this. I went straight to the apartment to call my dad and explain that this only made my desire for his fabulous pancakes even stronger! Only 12 more days until they are mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-395687899830850575?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/395687899830850575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=395687899830850575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/395687899830850575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/395687899830850575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/english-breakfast-in-rome.html' title='English Breakfast in Rome?'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-892726084454581134</id><published>2008-06-16T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:03.825-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wine'/><title type='text'>Homemade Wine in Boys' Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SFZ1HODzfWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/1Lbc764OgPc/s1600-h/DSC07669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SFZ1HODzfWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/1Lbc764OgPc/s320/DSC07669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212482385621515618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While we were in Boys' Town of Rome, we were able to see the cellar where they store and sell the wine that they produce. The cold and musty room with cement floors and white, subway tiles that covered the walls had spouts all along the walls where the wine would come out.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the choice of either white or red wine to purchase. Anyone wishing to purchase the wine can bring their own water bottles or they can use the liter and a half bottles that they have in the shop to be filled with wine. It costs about 1,20 Euro for white and 1,50 Euro for red per liter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I purchased a liter and a half of the red table wine. It is sweet and goes perfectly with all of my pasta dishes that I have been making for dinner. I really enjoy knowing where my wine came from and that my money is going to help boys that are in need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-892726084454581134?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/892726084454581134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=892726084454581134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/892726084454581134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/892726084454581134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/homemade-wine-in-boys-town.html' title='Homemade Wine in Boys&apos; Town'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SFZ1HODzfWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/1Lbc764OgPc/s72-c/DSC07669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-1119404614400053121</id><published>2008-06-16T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T09:30:01.295-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Galleria Doria Pamphilj'/><title type='text'>Galleria Doria Pamphilj</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Galleria Doria Pamphilj, located to the right of our school in Piazza del Collegio Romano, is home to the biggest collection of paintings in Rome.  The gallery is privately owned by the  Doria Pamphilj family and contains paintings and sculptures by Raphael, Bernini, Caravaggio, Titan and various other artists [1].&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The collections are displayed in the gallery in state rooms and in a "series of four gilded and painted galleries" around the courtyard [2].  I have been told that when I visit I must see Raphael's painting of a double-portrait of two well-dressed men. Although it is rather plain, it is extremely well-known and worth admiring! Also Velazquez's portrait of Innocent X, which is housed in the same room as Bernini's bust of Innocent X, is a painting I would like to see [2]. It is said to be one of the gallery's greatest paitnings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;[1] EyeWitness Guide pg 50-1-51&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Doria Pamphilj Gallery ." &lt;u&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/u&gt;. 6 June 2008. 16 Jun 2008. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Doria_Pamphilj_Gallery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-1119404614400053121?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/1119404614400053121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=1119404614400053121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/1119404614400053121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/1119404614400053121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/galleria-doria-pamphilj.html' title='Galleria Doria Pamphilj'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-1214730807223104937</id><published>2008-06-16T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T09:35:57.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='san crisogono'/><title type='text'>San Crisogono</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The church San Crisogono is located in Trastevere on the corners of Via Della and Via S. Gallicano. It stands on the site of one of Rome's oldest tituli, which is a private house that is used for Christian worship [2]. The church is dedicated to Saint Chrysogonus [1].&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me it seems that this church could be seen as a recycled church because the mosaic floor is made from recycled marble from different Roman ruins. Also many of the church's pillars were from other buildings. I think this aspect adds a lot of character to the church and a lot of history.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the church floor you can pay an admission fee to see the excavations of the remains of the first church and the shrine of Saint Chrysogonus, which is in the middle of the apse wall [1]. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;[1] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;"San Crisogono." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;. 26 May 2008. 16 Jun 2008. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/San_Crisogono.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] EyeWitness Guide pg 211&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-1214730807223104937?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/1214730807223104937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=1214730807223104937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/1214730807223104937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/1214730807223104937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/san-crisogono.html' title='San Crisogono'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-1112385208843743361</id><published>2008-06-15T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:04.196-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys town'/><title type='text'>Boys Town (after)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SFVfQDw4OnI/AAAAAAAAAGo/zGGzdJCbQhU/s1600-h/DSC07675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SFVfQDw4OnI/AAAAAAAAAGo/zGGzdJCbQhU/s320/DSC07675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212176873244080754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;After visiting the Boys' Town of Rome I have a new found belief that anything is possible if you work hard enough for it. Carroll-Abbing, the founder of Boys' Town, had a vision of a safe place for boys in need of a home, guidance, and education. He, along with many other charitable people, have helped hundreds of thousands of young men become the outstanding citizens we all should strive to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in Boys' Town we were fortunate enough to meet the mayor of the town. He explained to us that he holds the position for only two weeks but after someone new is elected he may campaign again and be re-elected. In the assembly room, the citizens of Boys' Town meet three times a week to discuss problems or issues that need to be addressed. All citizens have the opportunity to speak at these meetings, which can be attended by adults but they may not speak at the meetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the case that someone needs to be reprimanded for their actions, they are brought to the assembly where a judge will find a consequence, usually cleaning the streets or restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The town seems to be ran very smoothly, considering no one is over the age of eighteen. I was extremely impressed how organized and mature all the boys were at such a young age. I don't know if I would have been able to handle all of the responsibilities they have at their age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-1112385208843743361?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/1112385208843743361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=1112385208843743361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/1112385208843743361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/1112385208843743361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/boys-town-after.html' title='Boys Town (after)'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SFVfQDw4OnI/AAAAAAAAAGo/zGGzdJCbQhU/s72-c/DSC07675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-4494111342666794067</id><published>2008-06-14T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:04.599-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piazza navona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piazza'/><title type='text'>Piazza Navona in the A.M.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SFPR_hTFPJI/AAAAAAAAAGg/5ILQPSO7vmk/s1600-h/DSC07649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SFPR_hTFPJI/AAAAAAAAAGg/5ILQPSO7vmk/s320/DSC07649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211740082998164626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When one thinks of Piazza Navona, it usually brings to mind a scene full of people, art, and food. In the morning time, however, things are quite different. Since the market was moved to Campo de' Fiori, Piazza Navona is rather barren in the mornings. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual crowds of tourists are no where in site. The artists that fill the North end of the piazza have yet to arrive and begin their days work. The metal gates are still covering the doorways to the restaurants and their tables and chairs sit empty under the umbrellas. There are only a few people walking their dogs through the piazza. Most of them are simply passing through on their way to somewhere else. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The peacefulness of the empty space allows one to really admire the buildings and fountains in the piazza. When it is full of people and artists it is hard to see everything the space itself has to offer. The rushing water of the fountains takes over the piazza instead of the usual sounds of tourists and musicians.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the morning Piazza Navona becomes the perfect place to gather your thoughts before you delve into the hectic  city of Rome.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-4494111342666794067?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/4494111342666794067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=4494111342666794067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/4494111342666794067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/4494111342666794067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/piazza-navona-in-am.html' title='Piazza Navona in the A.M.'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SFPR_hTFPJI/AAAAAAAAAGg/5ILQPSO7vmk/s72-c/DSC07649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-86774800717911784</id><published>2008-06-11T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T06:30:49.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys town'/><title type='text'>Boys Town (before)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;During my visit to Boys Town I am interested in seeing how the community works together as a whole. It is not easy for teenagers to get along, let alone have a functioning community that runs relatively smoothly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I want to understand how their 'government' system works as a whole. I would like to see how they create different rules and enforce them. I want to know if and how they deal with people who do not follow the rules. I would  like to ask our guide how he became the head of the community and if they hold elections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am fascinated by the idea of a community being run solely by teenagers and can't really understand it all maintains such order. I hope to find this all out on Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-86774800717911784?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/86774800717911784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=86774800717911784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/86774800717911784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/86774800717911784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/boys-town-before.html' title='Boys Town (before)'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-1034602147321614345</id><published>2008-06-11T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:04.897-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ostia Antica'/><title type='text'>Terme di Nettuno: mosaico degli atleti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SE_LNZyZbUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/KO1E9BD9G68/s1600-h/DSC07533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SE_LNZyZbUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/KO1E9BD9G68/s320/DSC07533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210606725011959106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The central area of the Terme di Nettuno was used for athletes to train for various sports like wrestling, boxing, and other hand-to-hand combat sports. The open area, now covered by grasses and flowers, is surrounded by brick and stone rooms that were used for various reasons, perhaps some as dressing rooms for the fights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The area was so calm, with a gentle breeze that would move the tall grasses from side to side. I couldn't but think how different the area but have been in its prime, with athletes of all size and strength training and competing to prove themselves to the community and themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-1034602147321614345?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/1034602147321614345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=1034602147321614345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/1034602147321614345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/1034602147321614345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/terme-di-nettuno-mosaico-degli-atleti.html' title='Terme di Nettuno: mosaico degli atleti'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SE_LNZyZbUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/KO1E9BD9G68/s72-c/DSC07533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-6411639829346999197</id><published>2008-06-11T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T05:39:40.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jewish Bakery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This afternoon, Ilana and I decided to try and find this Jewish bakery in the Ghetto that her mom had told her about. We had the name, pasticceria ebraica "Il Boccione", the street name, and Ilana knew what the outside looked like. Still, I was unsure how easy it would be for us to find. I think someone upstairs wanted us to find it because the first street we walked down led us right to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Outside the shop in the street, it seemed like the whole neighborhood was gathered for lunch time. The entire area was full of life. There was also more Kosher restaurants than I am even used to seeing in the States in one area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When we walked into the bakery, whose name in English means Jewish confectionery, my sense of smell immediately heightened. The sweet smell of sugar and cake batter coming from the kitchen was enough to make me want to sample a little of everything. Which isn't too difficult because the shop only sells about eight different items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I tried a piece of chocolate cake. It is different from a normal cake, though, because all of the icing and chocolate was hidden inside a protective layer of cake. As soon as I got home I took a bite and was in heaven. It was incredibly sweet and different from any other cake that I have tried before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-6411639829346999197?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/6411639829346999197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=6411639829346999197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/6411639829346999197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/6411639829346999197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/jewish-bakery.html' title='Jewish Bakery'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-8149710254585249452</id><published>2008-06-11T05:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:05.142-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piazza'/><title type='text'>Piazza della Rotonda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SE_ER9RDNrI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/rSxJbjqblK4/s1600-h/DSC07119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SE_ER9RDNrI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/rSxJbjqblK4/s320/DSC07119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210599106673850034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The other week I spent an hour or so just observing the people and activities occurring in Piazza della Rotonda. This particular piazza is almost always full of eager tourists on their way to the Pantheon or one of the many restaurants that surround the water fountain in the middle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I sat for twenty minutes on the step of the fountain with the sun beating down on my face as I feverishly observed and wrote about what I saw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Looking in the direction of the Pantheon my eyes were fixated on the horse and buggy drivers. They, unlike every other person in the piazza trying to make money off of the tourists, were lounging in their buggy without a care in the world. The two rather plump men with cigarettes dangling from their mouths were playing cards on the seats of their buggy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Not once did I see them run up to a tourist or shout for them to come close to hear about their buggy ride. They seemed content just playing cards with each other, not making any money. After a few hands of their game of choice, both men hopped into their respective buggies and trotted off out of the piazza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I guess they are either used to not being well received by tourists at that time of day in Piazza della Rotonda or they just didn't need to make a lot of money that day. Either way I was surprised by their lax behavior. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-8149710254585249452?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/8149710254585249452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=8149710254585249452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/8149710254585249452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/8149710254585249452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/piazza-della-rotonda.html' title='Piazza della Rotonda'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SE_ER9RDNrI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/rSxJbjqblK4/s72-c/DSC07119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-3792651162514080085</id><published>2008-06-10T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:05.415-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wine'/><title type='text'>Chianti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SE_AIyN7-eI/AAAAAAAAAGI/QaGW5R7hias/s1600-h/DSC07460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SE_AIyN7-eI/AAAAAAAAAGI/QaGW5R7hias/s320/DSC07460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210594551042669026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Having just spent a night in Tuscany and immediately falling in love with the region, I thought it would be nice to learn more about the wine they are most known for: Chianti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chianti is a red wine that received its name in 1716 from the wine area Chianti. This area has grown almost 40 percent from three villages in 1716 to more than twelve. Many recently added villages simply add in Chianti to the end of their name to show that they are now apart of the region. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Most Chianti can be purchased in traditional wine bottles from as low as ten dollars and to as pricey as a few hundred dollars for a more sophisticated Chianti. Some wine makers still bottle their Chianti in a "squat bottle enclosed in a straw basket, called fiasco"[1]. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chianti is usually served and drank at room temperature, similar to other red wines. It is, however, considered a Super Tuscan wine because "it is made from a blend of grapes with Sangiovese as the dominant" grape [2].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;[1]"Chianti." &lt;u&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/u&gt;. 10 Jun 2008. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chianti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2]"Italian Wine." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.4 June 2008. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Italian_wine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-3792651162514080085?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/3792651162514080085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=3792651162514080085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/3792651162514080085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/3792651162514080085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/chianti.html' title='Chianti'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SE_AIyN7-eI/AAAAAAAAAGI/QaGW5R7hias/s72-c/DSC07460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-1823464521677201750</id><published>2008-06-09T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T07:56:41.727-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cappuccino'/><title type='text'>When &amp; When Not to Drink Cappuccino</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cappuccino, a "coffee-based drink made with espresso, hot milk, and milk foam", is a staple in Italy (1). However, you will almost never see an Italian drinking it after 11 am, only tourists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is because Italians feel that the milk in the cappuccino makes it much too heavy to be had any later in the day. They also never order one after a meal because the milk is much to filling. It makes the perfect beverage for breakfast because it is heavy enough to keep one full but not too filling to make one feel ill in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although in America it is common to order a cappuccino after a nice meal, you will never see this done by an Italian. Cappuccinos in America are also much larger than the cappuccinos in Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;[1] "Cappuccino." &lt;u&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/u&gt;. 3 June 2008. 9 Jun 2008. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cappuccino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-1823464521677201750?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/1823464521677201750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=1823464521677201750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/1823464521677201750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/1823464521677201750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-when-not-to-drink-cappuccino.html' title='When &amp; When Not to Drink Cappuccino'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-5723208871831289461</id><published>2008-06-04T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:05.605-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pantheon'/><title type='text'>Directions to the Pantheon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SEacwcZEnII/AAAAAAAAAF4/z8mnI-AFj28/s1600-h/DSC06446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SEacwcZEnII/AAAAAAAAAF4/z8mnI-AFj28/s320/DSC06446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208022375169563778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Starting from the Termini Station, at the Piazza del Cinquecentro looking out, turn left on Via Cavour. Walk down four blocks and you will find Santa Maria Maggiore, located in Piazza del Esuilino. To leave the piazza take Via S. M. Maggiore, which will turn into Via Panisperna. Travel along this road around the left of the circle to V. IV Novembre. As you move along the road you will notice that it turns into V. Del Plebsato. Turn right on Via del Cestari. You will walk right into Bernini’s Egyptian obelisk and marble elephant here. Walk a little bit further straight and on your right you will see &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Santa   Maria&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pra Minerva. Continue just a little more on Via d. Minerva and you will find the Pantheon on the left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a Catholic church that was once a Pagan church. There are numerous large columns that greet you at the entrance to the Pantheon, as well as large wooden doors that provide your entry inside. As you enter and look up, you will notice the oculus in the center of the Dome. Walk around the Pantheon to observe the Tomb of Raphael and the original Roman marble floors that were restored in 1873.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-5723208871831289461?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/5723208871831289461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=5723208871831289461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/5723208871831289461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/5723208871831289461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/directions-to-pantheon.html' title='Directions to the Pantheon'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SEacwcZEnII/AAAAAAAAAF4/z8mnI-AFj28/s72-c/DSC06446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-3575970340616947883</id><published>2008-06-04T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:05.842-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piazza navona'/><title type='text'>Directions to Piazza Navona</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SEaZd1NbCYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZRT0TUuadUI/s1600-h/DSC06765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SEaZd1NbCYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZRT0TUuadUI/s320/DSC06765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208018756879190402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Starting from the Termini Station, at the Piazza del Cinquecentro looking out, turn left on Via Cavour. Continue down five streets and turn right onto Via A. Depretis, which will turn into Sistina Via Quattro Fontane. About six streets down on your right, you will notice Piazza Barberini and the Fontana del Tritone. Turn left on Via del Tritone. Continue down and make a left on Via del Corso. Walk down the road looking for Banca di Roma on the right. Here on the right as well, you will find my school in Piazza del Collegio Romano. &lt;span style="" lang="IT"&gt;Continue on Via del Corso until you see Corso Vittorio Emanuele II. &lt;/span&gt;Make a right here. While on this road you will see Sant’Andrea della Valle on your left. The next street on your right is Corso del Rinascimento. Turn right here. Turn left on Via del Conestrani. Here you will find Piazza Navona.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The center of Piazza Navona, in the afternoon, will be filled with artists and their artwork, musicians, and tourists. There are plenty of restaurants that line the perimeter of the piazza. Above the restaurants are quaint brick buildings, with flower boxes on each window sill. Don’t forget to stop at each of the three fountains, located at each end and in the middle of Piazza Navona.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-3575970340616947883?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/3575970340616947883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=3575970340616947883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/3575970340616947883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/3575970340616947883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/directions-to-piazza-navona.html' title='Directions to Piazza Navona'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SEaZd1NbCYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZRT0TUuadUI/s72-c/DSC06765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-7725227545330090205</id><published>2008-06-03T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:06.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bicycles Everywhere in Amsterdam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SEVfg24Y4yI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zDTWtqmkxw0/s1600-h/DSC07192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SEVfg24Y4yI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zDTWtqmkxw0/s320/DSC07192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207673562216325922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Last weekend I was in Amsterdam, which is basically a city full of bicycles. Unlike Rome, where most people either drive smart cars or Vespas, bicycles are the major means of transportation in Amsterdam. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is somewhat difficult to navigate your way around the city because of all the bicycles, trains, and cars. The 'sidewalks' contain a bike path but it is difficult to distinguish from the walking path. I swear I must have pissed off half of the locals riding bikes throughout the weekend because I was constantly in the wrong lane. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bicycles also seemed to be old fashion. They were higher off the ground than most in the States and were simple in design. The taxis were even bicycles! They had three wheels with a bucket-type seat on the back. I wish I had the chance to ride in one but we walked everywhere. Better for us anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-7725227545330090205?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/7725227545330090205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=7725227545330090205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/7725227545330090205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/7725227545330090205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/bicycles-everywhere-in-amsterdam.html' title='Bicycles Everywhere in Amsterdam'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SEVfg24Y4yI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zDTWtqmkxw0/s72-c/DSC07192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-6387514958119504968</id><published>2008-06-03T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:06.240-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catacombe'/><title type='text'>Directions to Catacombe di San Callisto and Catacombe di San Sebastiano</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Starting from Stazione Centrale Roma Termini Station, take the Archeobus. It is a bright green, open air bus, with a “hop on, hop off” system. It picks you up at the station, on the half hour, from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; 9:30 am to 4:30 pm, and travels along the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" st="on"&gt;Appian  Way&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;, with 11 stops. The information we found and details about each stop can be found at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.trambusopen.com/index.cfm?Id=archeo_percorso&amp;amp;fermata=1"&gt;Archeobus Route&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tickets cost 13 Euro for adults and kids under 5 years old are free. They can be purchased online, on board, or at the Termini Station. We suggest that you purchase the tickets online, as there seems to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; online discounts available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Stop number 8 is Catacombe di San Callisto. We suggest you get off the bus and explore this catacomb. The hours are Thursday through Tuesday, 9:00 am to 12:00 pm. It opens again at 2:00 pm to 5:00 pm. It is closed on Wednesdays and in February. It takes approximately 30 to 40 minutes to complete the tour. Tickets cost 6 Euro for adults, 3 Euro for children under 15 years old and students and free admission for children under 6 years old. The information we found and more can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; be found at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.catacombe.roma.it/en/info2.html"&gt;Home Page of San Callisto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;After you finish you can either continue walking down Appian Way to our next suggested stop, the Catacombe di San Sebastiano, or hop back on the Archeobus. It will be the next stop on the bus tour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SEU3124Y4xI/AAAAAAAAAFg/MDK1XZwqW-M/s1600-h/gallerie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SEU3124Y4xI/AAAAAAAAAFg/MDK1XZwqW-M/s320/gallerie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207629942528467730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Stop number 9 will drop you at Catacombe di San&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Sebastiano. The hours of operation and ticket costs are the same as mentioned above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                                                   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Catacombs of San Callisto span from four different levels which include the crypt of the popes and the crypt of Santa Cecilia. The rooms which are of great importance in the Catacomb contain stucco and frescoes and can be reached by traveling through small hallways of volcanic remains. Also along the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="font-family: arial;" st="on"&gt;Appian Way&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is the Catacomb of San Sebastiano which can be identified with dull frescoes and graffiti. Although the catacombs seem to be a major tourist site, there are also basilicas located above the Christian tombs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;group members include: Nicole D., Hilary H., Juliana H., and Mia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;[1] "Catacombe di San Sebastiano." 3 Jun 2008. http://www.catacombe.org/.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-6387514958119504968?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/6387514958119504968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=6387514958119504968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/6387514958119504968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/6387514958119504968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/directions-to-catacombe-di-san-callisto.html' title='Directions to Catacombe di San Callisto and Catacombe di San Sebastiano'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SEU3124Y4xI/AAAAAAAAAFg/MDK1XZwqW-M/s72-c/gallerie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-7492109846857869280</id><published>2008-06-02T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:06.626-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piazza navona'/><title type='text'>Sant'Agnese in Agone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SEQbQ24Y4uI/AAAAAAAAAFI/KCnxqUnFSck/s1600-h/DSC06766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SEQbQ24Y4uI/AAAAAAAAAFI/KCnxqUnFSck/s320/DSC06766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207317045571019490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;When you enter Piazza Navona from Corsia Agonale, which you would if you were coming from the Pantheon, you are immediately met by an overwhelming building. This is the Sant'Agnese in Agone church. The name comes from St. Agnes, a young, virgin martyr. It was built in 1657. It is said that St. Agnes was forced to renounce her faith, naked and was killed on this site and burried in the catacombs along Via Nomentana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concave facade of the building was done by Rainaldi but mostly planned by Borromini. I did not know it earlier but after I researched this building I found out something interesting about the Fountain of Four Rivers. It is said that Bernini, who created the fountain, had one of the personifications hold his hand, seeming to protect himself from the facade of the Sant'Agnese in Agone. This is thought to be because of a tense relationship between the two men, but can't be proven because the fountain was completed before the facade of the building. The statue of St. Agnes, that resides on the facade of the building, is there to reassure the stability of the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the interior of Sant'Agnese in Agone there is a dome covered in frescoes painted by Ciro Ferri, Sebastiano Corbellini, and Il Baciccia in the late 17th century. There is also the body of Pope Innocent X, who had the church enlarged, lays in a crypt to the left of the alter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;EyeWitness Guide. pg. 121&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Sant'Agnese in Agone." &lt;u&gt;Wikia&lt;/u&gt;. 27 Feb 2007. 2 Jun 2008. http://romanchurches.wikia.com/wiki/Sant'Agnese_in_Agone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://romanchurches.wikia.com/index.php?title=Il_Baciccia&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Il Baciccia"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-7492109846857869280?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/7492109846857869280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=7492109846857869280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/7492109846857869280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/7492109846857869280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/santagnese-in-agone.html' title='Sant&apos;Agnese in Agone'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SEQbQ24Y4uI/AAAAAAAAAFI/KCnxqUnFSck/s72-c/DSC06766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-5693997797482230105</id><published>2008-06-02T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T08:18:31.093-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wine'/><title type='text'>Home Wine Making</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;The other day, my boyfriend was telling me how him and his friend decided to learn how to brew their own beer. I thought it was such a great idea. It allows you to understand what you are drinking and enjoy your beer so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I wondered if it would be possible to make your own wine, since it is a blog topic of mine. Much to my delight, it is extremely possible to do and fairly inexpensive once you complete the process a few times. All you need to do is a little research online and buy a few kits to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get started it is easiest to purchase an equipment starter kit and a wine ingredient kit. Since both kits contain everything that you need to create the perfect wine for your taste all you need to do next is add water. This will cause the fermentation process to occur and soon your wine will be ready. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;please click&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.brewerylane.com/getting_started.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;for a list of the contents of both kits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;please click &lt;a href="http://www.homewinemaking.co.uk/basic_method1.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for step-by-step instructions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;a recipe for dry red and white table wine can be found &lt;a href="http://winemakermag.com/yourfirstwine/grapes.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"An Introduction to Homewinemaking &amp;amp; Homebrew." &lt;u&gt;Home Wine Making&lt;/u&gt;. 2 Jun 2008. http://www.homewinemaking.co.uk/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"I want to make my own wine and beer!." &lt;u&gt;Brewery Lane&lt;/u&gt;. Brewery Lane Ltd.. 2 Jun 2008. http://www.brewerylane.com/getting_started.html.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Crowe, Alison. "your first wine from fresh grapes." &lt;u&gt;WineMaker&lt;/u&gt;. 2 Jun 2008. http://winemakermag.com/yourfirstwine/grapes.html.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-5693997797482230105?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/5693997797482230105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=5693997797482230105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/5693997797482230105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/5693997797482230105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/home-wine-making.html' title='Home Wine Making'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-6388602804834837802</id><published>2008-05-28T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:06.845-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piazza'/><title type='text'>Campo de' Fiori</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SD20TyLaZHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/6hv7xSw2ImU/s1600-h/DSC06567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SD20TyLaZHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/6hv7xSw2ImU/s320/DSC06567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205514996290315378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Campo de' Fiori, which literally means field of flowers, is home to one of the nicest fruit and vegetable markets I have seen so far in Rome.  Surrounding the center statue, philosopher Giordano Bruno, are restaurants, shops, bars, and many grand buildings. There is no fountain in this piazza, which is a rare thing to find in Rome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the time of medieval and Renaissance Rome, Campo de' Fiori was the place for cardinals and noblemen to interact with fishmongers and foreigners. Today, you can still see men in expensive suits passing through or chatting with various people, while school kids relax on the base of the center statue. There are people of all social classes that congregate in this piazza, either to eat, drink, shop, or to just simply socialize. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that time does not matter at Campo de' Fiori because I have been there morning, noon, and night and it is always full of people. In the afternoon, the market fills the center of the piazza with so much life, color, and wonderful smells. The fruit, although a bit pricey, is a delicious treat on a hot day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Eyewitness book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-6388602804834837802?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/6388602804834837802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=6388602804834837802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/6388602804834837802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/6388602804834837802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/05/campo-de-fiori.html' title='Campo de&apos; Fiori'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SD20TyLaZHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/6hv7xSw2ImU/s72-c/DSC06567.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-8628823860081817730</id><published>2008-05-28T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:07.038-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wine'/><title type='text'>Wine Etiquette</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SD2s1CLaZGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/fRNoCZ9iq7Q/s1600-h/DSC07100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SD2s1CLaZGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/fRNoCZ9iq7Q/s320/DSC07100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205506771427943522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will be traveling to Tuscany next weekend, so I thought it would be extremely important to learn wine etiquette before I entered a wine tasting. Although it may seem intimidating to enter a wine tasting at 21, I found that these guidelines helpful in easing my nerves. I also think it will enlighten my experience while I am there, having all this knowledge prior to arriving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you are planning on trying more than one wine, it is important to try white wines before red wines, light wines before dark, dry wines before sweet, and simple wines before complex. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 5 steps one can follow when tasting wine. They are color, swirl, smell, taste, and savor. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The color of the wine can give you a sense of how old the wine is, which type of grape was used to produce it, and if the wine was aged in wood.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is important to allow your wine to breathe, that is why people swirl the wine in their glass before trying it. The oxygen in the air helps to open up the flavors in the wine, especially for red wines. That is why some red wines are served in open glass containers, instead of bottles.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smelling the wine, after you swirl it, is said to be the most important step in the entire process. You are supposed to smell it three times, so that each time you encounter more of the essence of the wine. It is suggested that you the smell the wines you prefer often, so that you can begin to identify the better ones. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you finally take a sip of the wine, it is important not to just swallow it immediately. You should allow all the taste buds in your mouth to experience the flavors in the wine. If you just swallow it right away, you will never fully taste the wine.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final step is to savor the wine you just had. It is a good idea, after you finish, to reflect on the wine you had and exam what you liked and disliked about it. This will help you decide which types of wines you prefer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Maggie's Wine Etiquette ." 28 May 2008. http://www.geocities.com/NapaValley/9705/wine/wine.html.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"  &gt;"Wine Etiquette." &lt;u&gt;Pick A Restaurant&lt;/u&gt;. 28 May 2008. http://www.pickarestaurant.com/reference/wine_etiquetterecommended_wine.htm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-8628823860081817730?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/8628823860081817730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=8628823860081817730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/8628823860081817730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/8628823860081817730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/05/wine-etiquette.html' title='Wine Etiquette'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SD2s1CLaZGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/fRNoCZ9iq7Q/s72-c/DSC07100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-7224120595677167910</id><published>2008-05-27T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T13:15:57.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone in Rome</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was the first day I was alone in the city! I walked all the way home from class by myself, and I felt completely at ease. I knew exactly where I was going, exactly where to turn right and left, and how to forcefully cross the busy streets. I never felt scared or nervous, which was a delightful feeling. Before I came to Rome, lots of people, family and friends included, had me terrified to go anywhere alone in the city. After today, I feel like all those worried feelings are gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I also went to the Standa, known as the grocery store, alone today too. I was able to get everything I needed much faster than I ever could with a big group. The only thing was carrying all of my groceries back by myself was a hassle, but I found a new shortcut home so it was OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all I was really proud of myself today. I feel like I actually &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; in Rome now, as opposed to just studying in Rome. It is a really comforting feeling to feel at home; when your real home is so many miles away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-7224120595677167910?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/7224120595677167910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=7224120595677167910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/7224120595677167910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/7224120595677167910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/05/alone-in-rome.html' title='Alone in Rome'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-2299739010984584174</id><published>2008-05-27T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:07.257-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='donut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafe'/><title type='text'>Italian Donuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDxQCiLaZFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/wBHsXOeK9tM/s1600-h/DSC07044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDxQCiLaZFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/wBHsXOeK9tM/s320/DSC07044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205123273798083666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;In the m&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;orning at the cafes, I usually have a hard time figuring out which pastry to have. The croissants are always fluffy and coated with a sugar glaze. The cream filled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; zeppole are covered in a powered sugar and deep fried into a ball shape. The sugar donuts, though, have become my favorite! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look so enormous behind the glass counter top and even bigger on my plate, yet I always manage to finish them. Its a wonder to me because back home I never eat this much; it must be something in the Roman air. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;So far I have only tried the torus-shaped donuts, which are the typical round donuts with a hole in the center. I have learned after eating three donuts at different cafes that they are called ciambelle. The only thing necessary to qualify as a ciambelle is that it is a ring-shaped cake, with a hollow center. I have only found them with sugar on the outside so far, but I hope to find one with some icing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the Italian version of a donut much more than the American donuts because the Italian donut is much lighter and less greasy. When I bite into the donuts in Rome, I can feel the light air fly out of them, unlike the grease I feel from the ones in America. The only dilemma  I run into with the donuts in Rome is that my mouth is covered in sugar after every bite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Ciambelle." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;About.com&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. 27 May 2008. http://italianfood.about.com/library/weekly/aa120198.htm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Doughnut." &lt;u&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/u&gt;. 16 May 2008. 27 May 2008. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Doughnut#Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Zeppole." &lt;u&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/u&gt;. 16 March 2008. 27 May 2008. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zeppole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-2299739010984584174?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/2299739010984584174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=2299739010984584174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/2299739010984584174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/2299739010984584174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/05/italian-donuts.html' title='Italian Donuts'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDxQCiLaZFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/wBHsXOeK9tM/s72-c/DSC07044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-4759362421043897826</id><published>2008-05-26T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T05:08:46.433-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saint Peter&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Procession inside Saint Peter's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;While I was examining the different sculptures, paintings, and mosaics that lined the walls and ceiling of Saint Peter's I noticed the center of the church was beginning to be guarded off. As more and more people noticed they began to gather around the make shift block aids. I, not knowing much of anything about what happens in church, joined the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am so glad that I did join in because I was able to see the procession of ministers and cardinals! I had never seen anything like it before. Everyone walked at the same pace, and held the same, emotionless expression on their face. One of the boys was holding an incense that carried the smell of the resin of trees throughout all of Saint Peter's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the procession was over, I learned that the three cardinals at the end of the procession were some of the most powerful people in the Catholic church. I was extremely humbled to be able to be so close to people in such power. 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It was designed by Giacomo della Porto and erected in 1575. The bottom of the staute is of four Tritons and the b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDs1oSLaZDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/4ovEsGjL9_w/s1600-h/DSC06781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDs1oSLaZDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/4ovEsGjL9_w/s320/DSC06781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204812760547484722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;asin is made of special antique rose marble. The center of the statue, a Triton, resembling a moor, holding a dolphin, was added by Bernini in 1654. The statue received its name from Bernini's addition. This water fountain statue is extremely beautiful to watch on a nice sunny day, but there is another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; wonderful statue at the north end of Piazza Navona to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the right of the Fontana dei Quattro Fiumi is the Fontana del Nettuno. Although it is not labeled in our Eyewitness Guide book it is definately something to check out while in Piazza Navona. It was also built by Giacomo della                            Porta but in 1576. It is also known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDw3OiLaZEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/zCyHTsfjJ7Y/s1600-h/DSC07046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDw3OiLaZEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/zCyHTsfjJ7Y/s320/DSC07046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205095992165819458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; as Calderari, which means brazier. The water fountain statue is comprised of a Neptune surrounded of sea nymphs, that was added in the 19th century. Around them are various creatures and people. There is a large horse that seems to fighting for its life, drowning in the water. Both statues are extremely beautiful in their own way but have similar qualities because both were created by the same man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Bakerjian, Martha . "Walking Tour of Piazza Navona in Rome." &lt;u&gt;About.com&lt;/u&gt;. 26 May 2008. http://goitaly.about.com/od/romeitaly/ss/piazzanavona_4.htm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Piazza Navona." &lt;u&gt;A view on cities &lt;/u&gt;. 26 May 2008. http://www.aviewoncities.com/rome/piazzanavona.htm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-6335134879780796938?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/6335134879780796938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=6335134879780796938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/6335134879780796938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/6335134879780796938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/05/fontana-del-moro-fontana-del-nettuno-in.html' title='The Fontana del Moro &amp; Fontana del Nettuno in Piazza Navona'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDs1oSLaZDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/4ovEsGjL9_w/s72-c/DSC06781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-6710032612840391075</id><published>2008-05-25T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:07.635-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caffelatte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafe'/><title type='text'>Caffelatte vs. Caffe Americano</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDnzryLaZCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/OhvvMuMuZ_g/s1600-h/DSC06945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDnzryLaZCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/OhvvMuMuZ_g/s320/DSC06945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204458777932882978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;When Americans travel to Italy and desire a coffee, they sometimes run into trouble when ordering at a cafe. When they say they wish to have a caffe they think they are ordering a cup of regular coffee, but they are sadly mistaken when their hot beverage arrives. Caffelatte literally means coffee and milk, but this drink is made with warm milk as opposed to cold milk, like in the States. It is also generally drank in the morning hours and made with espresso, steamed milk, and foamed milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cafe Americano is what those wishing to have a cup of 'Joe' or regular coffee from the States must order. This is simply your typical roasted coffee beans, that can be ordered with milk and sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first experience of a caffelatte this weekend. I enjoy the aroma that coffee emits but I have never enjoyed the taste. However, like I stated in a previous blog, I must try different caffes and cappuccinos while I am in Italy. I took one sip of the caffelatte and knew I was not about to change to a coffee lover that morning. It had a slightly bitter taste and left an unwelcoming after taste in my mouth. I was proud that I gave it a try but I'm now even more hesitant about trying a cappuccino!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Latte." &lt;u&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/u&gt;. 12 May 2008. 25 May 2008. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cafe_latte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-6710032612840391075?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/6710032612840391075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=6710032612840391075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/6710032612840391075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/6710032612840391075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/05/caffelatte-vs-caffe-americano.html' title='Caffelatte vs. Caffe Americano'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDnzryLaZCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/OhvvMuMuZ_g/s72-c/DSC06945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-8780571229808356842</id><published>2008-05-25T06:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:07.842-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wine'/><title type='text'>Vino Bianco from Sorrento</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This weekend I had the chance to visit Sorrento, Italy and taste the 'vino locale bianco' at dinner. The wine that comes from Sorrento falls into the Campania region. This is because there are 20 diff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;erent wine regions in Italy, that correspond to the different political regions. There is also over 350 grapes that have been documented by Italy's Ministry of Agriculture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDlucCLaZAI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CyFwiRaBdRE/s1600-h/DSC06985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDlucCLaZAI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CyFwiRaBdRE/s320/DSC06985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204312272303449090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and Forestry and given "authorized status". &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wine I h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ad for dinner, from Ristorante del Fino, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;had a hint of fruit but was on the dry side, which I adored. It was one of the best white wines I have ever had. I always wanted to have a glass of Italian wine and be in the city it was from. I felt like I was living a dream, drinking my glass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;of wine, while the sun set over the sea behind us. Our waiter, Roberto, recommended the wine, and having read about this restaurant in Rick Steve's book I was confident in Roberto's suggestion. He said the wine was made not far from where we were staying and eating dinner in Marina Grande.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although not considered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wine, I also had a chance to try the limoncello made in Sorrento. The lemons in this region are a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDlvMyLaZBI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/vOcOAHu3Jn0/s1600-h/DSC07028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDlvMyLaZBI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/vOcOAHu3Jn0/s320/DSC07028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204313109822071826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mazing. They grow extremely large and are very sweet. Ev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ery r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;estaurant we ate at gave us free samples of limo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ncello to try. The people in Sorrento are extremely proud of this product, and they should be because it has a wonderful taste and quality. It is sweet and refreshing but wi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;th a strong kick at the end. I had to buy some for my family back home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reference: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Italian Wine." &lt;u&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/u&gt;. 20 May 2008. 21 May 2008 &lt;http: org="" wiki="" italian_wine=""&gt;.&lt;/http:&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-8780571229808356842?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/8780571229808356842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=8780571229808356842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/8780571229808356842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/8780571229808356842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/05/vino-bianco-from-sorrento.html' title='Vino Bianco from Sorrento'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDlucCLaZAI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CyFwiRaBdRE/s72-c/DSC06985.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-7195360473010314468</id><published>2008-05-22T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:08.411-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piazza navona'/><title type='text'>History on Piazza Navona</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDXY_yLaY_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/IzlgrHS6iVc/s1600-h/DSC06782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDXY_yLaY_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/IzlgrHS6iVc/s320/DSC06782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203303534809474034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Piazza Navona is located in Rome between Corso del Rinascimento and Via di Santa Maria dell'Anima, or more broadly between Campo de'Fiori and Piazza della Rotanda. The square was created so that the Romans could watch the agones, or games, occurring in the square. The square then became known as 'Circus Agonalis' but evolved to 'in agone' to navone and finally to navona. The area officially became a square in the 15th century when the Campidoglio market was moved to the Piazza Navona.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the market now exists in Campo de'Fiori, Piazza Navona still has lots to offer locals and visitors at all times of the day. There is a plethora of restaurants,  cafes, churches,  and sculptures to  dine  in or admire.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The center of the Piazza is home to the Fontana dei Quattro Fiumi. The fountain was designed by Bernini and erected in 1651. "The Fountain of the Four Rivers" supports an Egyptian obelisk and is said to represent the four main rivers in the four continents that Renaissance geographers recognized. This fountain, along with all the other ones in Rome, was extremely important to Romans because it served as a source of water for those in the area and as a monument to the papal pastors. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is unfortunate that at the moment is either under repair or being cleaned, so there is scaffolding and tarps surrounding it. It is difficult to grasp the true beauty and importance of the fountain while it is mostly covered. I have read that the statue contains the river-god Ganges but I have yet to be able to see him through the construction. I hope to see him before the summer ends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Piazza Navona." &lt;u&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/u&gt;. 08 May 2008. 22 May 2008. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piazza_navona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Fontana dei Quattro Fiumi." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. 08 Apr 2008. 22 May 2008. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fontana_dei_Quattro_Fiumi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Eyewitness Guide Book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-7195360473010314468?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/7195360473010314468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=7195360473010314468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/7195360473010314468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/7195360473010314468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/05/history-on-piazza-navona.html' title='History on Piazza Navona'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDXY_yLaY_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/IzlgrHS6iVc/s72-c/DSC06782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-7109541541257447348</id><published>2008-05-22T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T12:18:07.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooo the rain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For the past three days it has done nothing but pour buckets of water on our city! The rain has continuously fallen, with pockets of sunshine here and there. The Tiber River is raging with muddy, brown water that is beginning to overflow its banks. This sort of weather pattern is extremely rare for Rome, so I am hoping this is all the rain we will get all summer. It is so funny to walk the streets while it is raining or right after it has rained because there is no one out. Everyone hides inside cafes or stores. No one eats outside. The city looses all of its life when the rain falls. I for one have had enough of the rain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-7109541541257447348?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/7109541541257447348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=7109541541257447348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/7109541541257447348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/7109541541257447348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/05/ooo-rain.html' title='Ooo the rain!'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-5326659391325898379</id><published>2008-05-21T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T06:11:15.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='campo de&apos; fiori'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><title type='text'>Shopping by Campo de' Fiori</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On my walk back home from school today, Nicole V. and I decided to stroll through Campo de' Fiori to see the food vendors there in the afternoon. I was so excited because the one vendor had these grapes that were so big and plump, my mouth began to salivate. Unfortunately when I asked how much and she said 7,40 euro, I was so disappointed. So we kept walking home without any grapes and decided to stop in a small clothing store. This was an experience. From having to leave my umbrella outside of the store, to the owner, which was a man mind you, basically in my hole of a dressing room asking me every five seconds if it was good and if I was going to buy it. I couldn't help but laugh the whole time at the situation I had gotten myself into. In the end, I did buy a really cute skirt that I love, but I don't know if I will be going back to Campo de' Fiori to buy fruits or clothes anytime too soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-5326659391325898379?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/5326659391325898379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=5326659391325898379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/5326659391325898379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/5326659391325898379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/05/shopping-by-campo-de-fiori.html' title='Shopping by Campo de&apos; Fiori'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-6228988662669314100</id><published>2008-05-21T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T05:09:26.765-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wine'/><title type='text'>Some History on Wine in Italy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Italians have been proudly growing grapes to harvest for wine for over two-thousand years! In the second century BC. Romans used their intelligence to their advantage and began developing their own vineyards to produce wine using advanced storage techniques like barrel-making and bottling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, grapes are grown on over 1 million vineyards in Italy, with most of the wines being produced in wineries to increase production. Wines created in Italy "tend to be acidic, dry, light-to-medium bodied, and subdued in flavor and aroma"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aroma" class="mw-redirect" title="Aroma"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. I was surprised to find that because of these characteristics Italian wine is preferred to be companied with food, rather than drink it on its own. I am really looking forward to going to this wine bar in Trastevere and seeing if they serve an aperitivo (appetizer) with a glass of wine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are four main categories of wine under Italy's classification system, with two in the EU category and two in the 'table wine' category. The EU category refers to the quality wine of produced in specific regions. Under the EU category are Denominazione di Orginie Controllata (DOC) and Denominazione di Orginie Controllata e Garantita (DOCG). These zones define specific regions and grapes that have been tested for quality. Under the 'table wine' category are Vino da Travola and Indicazione Geografica Tipica, which define wines from Italy and wines from specific regions in Italy respectfully. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As one is probably aware there are many varieties of wines in Italy, from rosso (red) to bianco (white) to super tuscans for which I will save for another blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Reference: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Italian Wine." &lt;u&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/u&gt;. 20 May 2008. 21 May 2008 &lt;http: org="" wiki="" italian_wine=""&gt;.&lt;/http:&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-6228988662669314100?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/6228988662669314100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=6228988662669314100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/6228988662669314100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/6228988662669314100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/05/some-history-on-wine-in-italy.html' title='Some History on Wine in Italy'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-8337201533576580848</id><published>2008-05-20T11:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:08.884-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insalata'/><title type='text'>Insalata Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDMXuLkOL_I/AAAAAAAAADw/g5ouhJH6suA/s1600-h/DSC06805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDMXuLkOL_I/AAAAAAAAADw/g5ouhJH6suA/s320/DSC06805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202528076689190898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;After more than a week of nothing but carbs to eat, I was in dire need of a salad. The other day on my walk home from Piazza Navona, I passed a restaurant called L'Insalata Ricca Ristorante and knew I needed to go there for lunch. It was a great find, only a few blocks away from Piazza Navona. The salads were delicious and not too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDMYUbkOMAI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bQSbvajsNuQ/s1600-h/DSC06803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDMYUbkOMAI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bQSbvajsNuQ/s200/DSC06803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202528733819187202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; pricey. The only thing they got us on was the bread. They charged 1,30 euro per person for bread! Besides that my chicken salad with carrots, celery, raisins, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; potatoes was just what I needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-8337201533576580848?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/8337201533576580848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=8337201533576580848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/8337201533576580848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/8337201533576580848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/05/insalata-anyone.html' title='Insalata Anyone?'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDMXuLkOL_I/AAAAAAAAADw/g5ouhJH6suA/s72-c/DSC06805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-3143146854664147532</id><published>2008-05-20T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:09.270-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spremuta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafe'/><title type='text'>Spremuta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDMTLrkOL9I/AAAAAAAAADg/5qEMgLQF4us/s1600-h/DSC06813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDMTLrkOL9I/AAAAAAAAADg/5qEMgLQF4us/s320/DSC06813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202523085937192914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As I stated in my previous blog I am not a coffee person at all, so today I was ecstatic to try spremuta. It is freshly squeezed orange juice served in many of the cafes. The orange is cut in half right in front of you and freshly squeezed into a fairly small glass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This morning I, along with Ilana, went to Bar Amore for breakfast. It is on our way to school, and although it was a bit pricey, 3,50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDMWEbkOL-I/AAAAAAAAADo/ko1Uglz3Qs0/s1600-h/DSC06811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDMWEbkOL-I/AAAAAAAAADo/ko1Uglz3Qs0/s320/DSC06811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202526259918024674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; euro for a glass of spremuta, it was worth it. The first thing I asked the man who worked there when I walked in was, "do you serve spremuta?". When he shook his head yes, I immediately ordered one. Then I saw all the delicious pastries they had to offer. There were croissants, donuts, danish, cookies, cakes and more. Everything looked so good I had no idea what to choose, and the man serving me was getting a little impatient with my indecisiveness so he moved on to the locals in need of fast service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I finally decided on a donut. I don't even like donuts at home but these looked amazing. They were covered with sugar and didn't appear to be greasy. He asked if we preferred to sit, which surprised me that they even had seats because most cafes don't inside, and we immediately said yes. I did want to try and emulate the locals by standing, conversing, and eating my breakfast but with my bag, computer and umbrella it was too much. I will have to try it  on a day I don't need my laptop for class. I think I am addicted to the spremuta!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-3143146854664147532?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/3143146854664147532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=3143146854664147532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/3143146854664147532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/3143146854664147532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/05/spremuta.html' title='Spremuta!'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDMTLrkOL9I/AAAAAAAAADg/5qEMgLQF4us/s72-c/DSC06813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-4474852225822009796</id><published>2008-05-19T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:09.626-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smart cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strange'/><title type='text'>Strange Things I've Seen in Rome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, we are a week into our time here in Rome and so far I have come across a few things that you just don't get back in the States. First the cars. They are so tiny! It is almost impossible to come across any type of SUV in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDGpt7kOL5I/AAAAAAAAAC0/fnxrf6HFWL0/s1600-h/DSC06792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDGpt7kOL5I/AAAAAAAAAC0/fnxrf6HFWL0/s200/DSC06792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202125651138457490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; this city. It is all about smart cars, which usually only hold two people, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; vespas. The best part about these small vehicles is that you can park them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; just about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; anywhere. There is no need for 'real' parallel parking because I have seen people parked every &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;which way along the streets and alleys. It's almost like parking tickets don't exist here for people to worry about proper parking in between the lines! &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibly the strangest thing I've seen so far though was a tree right in the middle of a street. I stood on the sidewalk for a few minutes just starring at it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDGqmrkOL6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/DVSgh0gjcXU/s1600-h/DSC06789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDGqmrkOL6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/DVSgh0gjcXU/s320/DSC06789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202126626096033698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;because I couldn't believe that they paved a road right around it. When cars tried to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;turn down the road they had to do so very cautiously because there was barely enough room between the sidewalk and the tree for them to turn. I guess this city really is environmentally friendly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-4474852225822009796?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/4474852225822009796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=4474852225822009796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/4474852225822009796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/4474852225822009796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/05/strange-things-ive-seen-in-rome.html' title='Strange Things I&apos;ve Seen in Rome.'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDGpt7kOL5I/AAAAAAAAAC0/fnxrf6HFWL0/s72-c/DSC06792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-9173322344674985519</id><published>2008-05-19T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:09.807-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kosher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewish'/><title type='text'>Jewish Experience in Rome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today it seemed that my Jewish heritage was following me all around the city. To start with, on our walk to school we passed a beautiful synagogue. It was by far the most elaborate I have ever seen. I should add that although I am Jewish, I am not very religious, but I really thought it was neat to see the synagogue and be able to tell my grandfather about it. I know Professor Benson told us we would be visiting it sometime during the summer, and now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDGkhLkOL4I/AAAAAAAAACs/GElJXB8XJQo/s1600-h/DSC06793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDGkhLkOL4I/AAAAAAAAACs/GElJXB8XJQo/s200/DSC06793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202119934536986498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that I have seen it I am really excited to see the inside. Also, today on our walk home from school we passed a street performer playing a violin. The strange thing was that he was playing the song "Hava Negila", which is a Jewish folk song that means "let us rejoice"! I couldn't believe that in a city dominated by Catholics, this man was playing a song played at almost every Jewish wedding and bar and bat mitzvah! My final Jewish experience of the day came when I passed by a Roman Jewish restaurant. They had all sorts of Kosher meats and foods. I was so shocked to see this restaurant, and I can not wait to come back! 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I don't even really like McDonald's but sometimes you get a craving for greasy fast food. Well, tonight was that night for me and my roommate. The menu was similar to the one at home but with a few extras like grilled cheese and wings. The prices were expensive though. I paid 5,80 euro for chicken nuggets, fries, and a cola! They tasted good though. I couldn't believe that they charge 10 cents for ketchup but the lady said the bar-b-q sauce for the chicken nuggets was a 'gift'! Although I can now say I had McDonald's in Europe my stomach hurts just like it does after I eat it back home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-5775723217924671455?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/5775723217924671455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=5775723217924671455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/5775723217924671455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/5775723217924671455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/05/mcdonalds.html' title='McDonald&apos;s'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-4130236155614749057</id><published>2008-05-18T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:10.304-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piazza navona'/><title type='text'>Is this real or a movie set?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDCIELkOL0I/AAAAAAAAAB0/EX0u61z-TiI/s1600-h/DSC06768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDCIELkOL0I/AAAAAAAAAB0/EX0u61z-TiI/s200/DSC06768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201807175018491714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So it's Sunday afternoon and what a better way to spend it than exploring Piazza Navona with the sun shining bright! As soon as I entered I noticed that there were so many families out together. It was so nice to see but also made me a little home sick. I decided to have some lunch at the restaurant Ai Tre Tartufi. It was directly in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;the middle of the piazza. I felt like I was on a movie set with the sun shinning, the beautiful architecture everywhere, and a boy playing an accordion while I ate my cannelloni. It was delicious. I couldn't imagine a more perfect Sunday afternoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;While I was eating I noticed a theme occurring in the piazza. Everything that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; was happening had to do with the arts. There was lots of artwork for sale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; and painters creating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDCJd7kOL1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/bikN3FQA2dM/s1600-h/DSC06779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDCJd7kOL1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/bikN3FQA2dM/s200/DSC06779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201808716911750994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; masterpieces right on the street. There were guitar players, accordion players, and saxophone players all over the place. There&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; was even a magician/mime putting on a show right in the middle. He drew in a huge crowd of on lookers. It seemed like an appreciation for the arts was on tap for Sunday afternoon in the piazza!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-4130236155614749057?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/4130236155614749057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=4130236155614749057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/4130236155614749057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/4130236155614749057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/05/is-this-real-or-movie-set.html' title='Is this real or a movie set?'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDCIELkOL0I/AAAAAAAAAB0/EX0u61z-TiI/s72-c/DSC06768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-1742815099452192301</id><published>2008-05-18T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T09:22:38.225-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafe'/><title type='text'>Café: A great way to start off the day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The first day of class in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Rome&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; meant the first day of breakfast in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Rome&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; as well. On the walk to school alone it is possible to come across 10 to 20 cafés&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;that will serve various items for breakfast; they are everywhere! For my first taste of a real Italian breakfast I chose to have a croissant, a banana, and a water. The croissant was amazing. The outside was layered with what seemed a sugary icing that really did help to sweeten my first day of class. The inside was light and fluffy. I kept telling myself to eat it slower but I couldn't control myself. It was so delicious that I ate it in less an three minutes! I know that water is not typical for most Italians in the morning but I just don't like the taste of coffee; I am much more of an orange juice person. I told myself though that I have to try a cappuccino some time while I am here. It was interesting to watch the locals order and eat their breakfast and compare it to how I was eating my own breakfast. They seemed much more comfortable with the idea of standing and enjoying breakfast, where I was dying for a nice chair. It seems that the cafés are a meeting place for people in the morning time. They seem cheerful and excited about their upcoming day. I chose to observe and learn about cafés in the morning because I enjoy breakfast and found the activity in the café interesting. Each time I am in the café for breakfast I plan on trying something new. I hope every morning just keeps getting more and more delicious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-1742815099452192301?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/1742815099452192301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=1742815099452192301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/1742815099452192301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/1742815099452192301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/05/caf-great-way-to-start-off-day_18.html' title='Café: A great way to start off the day!'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-1469091318616897319</id><published>2008-05-18T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:10.635-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piazza navona'/><title type='text'>Piazza Navona</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDB-GbkOLyI/AAAAAAAAABk/WJpQYyVzPtE/s1600-h/DSC06785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDB-GbkOLyI/AAAAAAAAABk/WJpQYyVzPtE/s200/DSC06785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201796218556919586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When I was thinking of a location to blog about I knew I wanted to do a piazza because they are an important part of Italian culture and the city of Rome in general. I chose the Piazza Navona, specifically the events that occur in it, because I am a Public Relations major. I thought it would be interesting to see how events occur there, who attends them, and how the events and activities change due to the time of day. The Piazza Navona is filled with shops, restaurants, fountains, churches, and Renaissance buildings. There is always something going there day and night. I can not wait to explore the Piazza Navona for the next 7 weeks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-1469091318616897319?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/1469091318616897319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=1469091318616897319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/1469091318616897319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/1469091318616897319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/05/piazza-navona.html' title='Piazza Navona'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDB-GbkOLyI/AAAAAAAAABk/WJpQYyVzPtE/s72-c/DSC06785.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-8556169429976891628</id><published>2008-05-18T11:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:10.898-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trash'/><title type='text'>Trash in such a beautiful city?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In my mind I had this picturesque image of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Rome&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; before I came here. When I arrived it by far surpassed anything I could have ever imaged but I was so surprised by two things I saw on the second day of walking to class. First, when I was walking over the bridge I noticed all these plastic bottles and containers sitting in the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Tiber&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;River&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. I could not believe it. It reminded me of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Delaware  River&lt;/st1:place&gt; from back home, and that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDB6g7kOLxI/AAAAAAAAABc/2Cj9kki17C4/s1600-h/DSC06764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDB6g7kOLxI/AAAAAAAAABc/2Cj9kki17C4/s200/DSC06764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201792275776941842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; river is nothing special. The trash kind of took away from the picture perfect idea I had in my mind. Second, I saw an Italian man just throw his crumbled paper on the street. I know it's a city but I just thought of how many beautiful things are housed in this city and could not believe he did that. I know I would never think to litter here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-8556169429976891628?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/8556169429976891628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=8556169429976891628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/8556169429976891628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/8556169429976891628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-my-mind-i-had-this-picturesque-image.html' title='Trash in such a beautiful city?'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDB6g7kOLxI/AAAAAAAAABc/2Cj9kki17C4/s72-c/DSC06764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-5764707180295251567</id><published>2008-05-18T11:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:11.083-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wine'/><title type='text'>The more vino the better!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When one thinks of &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; some of the first things that come to mind are the food, the architecture, and of course the wine. This is because &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; is second only to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;France&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; when it comes to the amount of wine that is produced by all the countries in the world. In the Italian language wine is called vino, and it is an extremely important aspect of Italian culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost every cafe, restaurant, and food store has wine to serve or buy. In the city of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDB5G7kOLvI/AAAAAAAAABM/93-OyuD5XU8/s1600-h/DSC06788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDB5G7kOLvI/AAAAAAAAABM/93-OyuD5XU8/s200/DSC06788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201790729588715250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Rome&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; there are numerous wine bars where one can sample different types of wine and many of the restaurants give suggestions about which type of wine should be paired with your meal. Outside the city, there are vineyards covering the entire country of &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. A good glass or bottle of wine is extremely easy to come across in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Rome&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. The prices are also fantastic. A delicious and tasty wine can run you as little as 5 Euro! I am a wine lover, but I don't really know that much about how wine is made, how to properly smell, taste, and drink wine, or when and why people drink wine so much here in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. I am hoping that observing and researching about wine made in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; will allow me to become a real wine enthusiast as opposed to someone that only enjoys drinking wine. I have found a few wine bars right in our neighborhood that I can't wait to visit, and I plan on visiting a vineyard in &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Tuscany&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. They seem like good places to start to learn more about wine. I could imagine being in a more perfect place than &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; to learn about wine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-5764707180295251567?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/5764707180295251567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=5764707180295251567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/5764707180295251567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/5764707180295251567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-vino-better_18.html' title='The more vino the better!'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDB5G7kOLvI/AAAAAAAAABM/93-OyuD5XU8/s72-c/DSC06788.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-4158671754684565346</id><published>2008-05-18T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T10:58:59.431-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafe'/><title type='text'>Cafés</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;The morning for many people is quite difficult but I love mornings. I enjoy all breakfast foods and the smell of fresh coffee brewing. A balanced breakfast can really effect your entire day and the Italians, I feel, think the same way. A stop at a local cafe or bar on the walk to work or school is an extremely common practice for most Italians, especially those living in the city of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Rome&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. The cafes and bars in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Rome&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; are meeting place in the morning for people to chat while they drink their morning coffee and enjoy a fresh croissant and some fruit. I find it fascinating that at most of these cafes and bars people stand the entire time eating and engaging in conversation. Although space is extremely limited no one seems to mind. I decided to choose cafes and bars to observe in the morning hours because I have a love of breakfast and find the Italian way much different than my usual breakfast routine. I think it could be extremely rewarding to, at the end of my 7 weeks in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Rome&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, incorporate the Italians take on breakfast into my own lifestyle back in the States.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-4158671754684565346?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/4158671754684565346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=4158671754684565346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/4158671754684565346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/4158671754684565346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/05/cafs.html' title='Cafés'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159855415805696505.post-1251865280489326529</id><published>2008-05-18T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:51:11.445-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trastevere'/><title type='text'>Ciao Trastevere, Roma!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDBuYrkOLrI/AAAAAAAAAAg/uNdYS2-KW5A/s1600-h/DSC06763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDBuYrkOLrI/AAAAAAAAAAg/uNdYS2-KW5A/s200/DSC06763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201778939903487666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We are living in Trastevere, Italy, which is just a short 20 minute walk to school. Throughout the past couple days we have taken different streets to get back to our apartment, which is located in a hospice, and by doing so I have fallen in love with our neighborhood. There are so many little shops, cafes, and restaurants that line each alley way and side street. The owners are all extremely welcoming as well. When we asked a business man the other day for help to get back to Trastevere we seemed shocked that we lived there because it is so nice. Almost every window has planted on it with the most vibrant colored flowers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDBt6LkOLqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/3S_WT2r8Cc8/s1600-h/DSC06797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDBt6LkOLqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/3S_WT2r8Cc8/s200/DSC06797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201778415917477538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There is this one house, located in the picture, that I plan to use as a model for my future home. The distressed red walls, little terrace, and chandelier that hangs inside is everything I've pictured Italy to be and it's located right in my neighborhood. I can't wait to keep exploring it as the weeks go on and blog about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159855415805696505-1251865280489326529?l=casromebrooke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/feeds/1251865280489326529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159855415805696505&amp;postID=1251865280489326529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/1251865280489326529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159855415805696505/posts/default/1251865280489326529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casromebrooke.blogspot.com/2008/05/ciao-trastevere-roma.html' title='Ciao Trastevere, Roma!'/><author><name>CASrome - Brooke Hersh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03184725475942137395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SB3ndnF72FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/URJRKGODwBQ/S220/me+for+facebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RMQNe0PvRw/SDBuYrkOLrI/AAAAAAAAAAg/uNdYS2-KW5A/s72-c/DSC06763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
