Fontana di Trevi I saw in the paper this morning that Anita Ekberg had died. Anita Ekberg was the blonde who waded into the Trevi Fountain in a strapless evening gown in Fellini's La Dolce Vita. It was a sensual and slightly crazy scene, and my college self thought, yes, yes, that's something good.
If I was a good blogger, I would embed the video of the scene, but I am trying to simplify things. Please reader, just think on the words, sensual, slightly crazy, yes, yes, something good.
Now sit back and let me tell you my Trevi Fountain story.
This past October and November, I walked 600 kilometers on the Via Francigena from Fidenza into Rome. You can see pictures on my rambling blog at sunshinejen dot com, and yes, I am writing a book about the walk.
After the monster walk, my partner and I spent a day in Rome. Because I had limited time, I made it my priority to go to the Trevi Fountain. I wanted to toss my coin in fountain and see the sexiest fountain water ever put on film.
So I got a map and figured out the Rome metro (not hard, they have two lines, A & B). I walked with a purpose past the McDonalds and souvenir stands and around a corner to see. . .
The Trevi Fountain was covered with scaffolding. It was being renovated.
Because it had been raining, there was a centimeter of water in the fountain underneath a walkway, but there was still a spot to toss your coin. Also, some of the horse statues could be seen in the scaffolding. They seemed to be breaking out of their metal cages and saying, hahaha, we're baroque horses, you can't keep us down.
So I went out on the walk way and tossed my coin in anyway. After all, I was in Rome. I watched it roll on its side in the centimeter of water until it settled next to some other coins.
Then I went and had a cappuccino. I really enjoyed Italian cappuccinos in porcelain cups that didn't have my drink written on them with a sharpie.
A coin in the fountain means you will return to Rome. Ekberg threw herself into the fountain, and according to the paper, she had lived near Rome for the last few decades of her life. I am writing this piece in Los Angeles, but I hope to return to Rome some day. Like a black and white scene in an old Fellini film, Rome is a classic.