We hurried passed the litter-strewn ugliness, eager to make the most of our early start. The Trevi fountain, the Spanish Steps, magnificent gardens and awe-inspiring architecture dovetailed into a long leisurely morning.
As we sat waiting for our order, I noticed this fruit barrow in the doorway. Its every detail seemed to reflect the beauty all around us … the atmosphere, the vibrancy of the food and wine, the light heartedness of the people. It was one of those moments you remember forever.
Early next morning we stepped out into the laneway to Cinderella’s tattered rags and a lonely pumpkin discarded against the graffiti-covered roller door.