It is only our second, but last, night in Rome. I had a vivid recollection of a very simple, but very tasty meal of pasta bolognese that I had when we were last here, and I was determined to find the restaurant where I had that meal. I had a general recollection that it was located on a fairly main street in the vicinity of the Trevi Fountain. Dad and Katherine were agreeable to trying to find it and so, after a brief rest, we set out for dinner. And we found the restaurant. I still cannot remember its name. It was a very simple place, but I enjoyed the pasta -- again!
And after dinner, we made our way to the Trevi Fountain. From our last visit, I recalled that I enjoyed the Trevi Fountain more at night than I had during the day -- so I wanted Katherine to see it at night. We found the Fountain easily. You can actually hear the rushing water from several blocks away! It is an amazing thing. It is so huge, and yet it sits in an impossibly small piazza. We were fortunate tonight because the crowd at the Fountain was relatively small. So we were able to freely walk around and take our time taking pictures and, of course, throwing coins into the Fountain.
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