Friday morning in Rome and the sun was shining – a few household chores completed and a cappuccino at our local with Russ, who had a rest day planned.
Jill and Sue took off to retrace yesterday’s steps in hope of retrieving the very expensive prescription sun glasses lost on earlier travels!
A very colourful roadside florist (and Jill) basking in the morning sunshine!
A bit of a flurry and…
The Italian military police are on a mission! (I guess they were also looking for Jill’s glasses!)
Alas the Sunglasses hunt was unsuccessful and we decided to head to the boutique shopping areas
Across the Tiber river and into the thick of it! Expensive boutiques, and lots of tourists!
An out of the way coffee garden for refreshments around 1pm (and a toilet stop as no public toilets in Rome)
Then off in search of the Jewish quarter! A small diversion (wrong turn) and here we are..
The Jewish museum and Mosque
Sue taking a little shade under the palms, then walking the back streets into the Jewish ghetto (an area of Rome where all Jews were rounded up to live in the 1500s and from which the Nazis send more than 1000 Roman Jews to concentration camps in the 2nd world war, few returned).
We chanced to find ourselves at the back of the Theatre Marcello (which we had passed from the other side yesterday)
Jill is framed by Roman architecture
Sue and the back of the Theatre Marcello.
Around in another circle to head in the homeward direction we passed…
The bicycle street park! And possibly the most efficient mode of transport!
Over the Ponte (bridge) Fabrico
Which crosses to Tiber Island in the middle of the Tiber River (this image is of the maternity hospital where all true Italians are born , evidently, on Tiber Island) only to get caught in police scuffle (about 10 running officers)
Arresting and packing up illegal street hawkers before they can get away. (Still no sign of Jill’s glasses)
This called for a gelato on Tiber island before crossing another bridge to our side of town..
We then decided to take the scenic route along the lower side of the Tiber river – heading in our home direction. 
Sue blending in with the local street art under the bridges. One or two other humans passed us on our 5km hike in the burning sun with lots of weeds, rubbish and abandoned bikes. Not to mention numerous “Homeless” homes built into the vines and growth, beside, above and below!
Finally, Jill and Sue a little frazzled, thinking we were never going to find a way back up into civility, and having already passed under our recognised over bridge , we found a way back….(with a sigh of relief and sore feet)
Through someone’s homeless home! At least we would have had company (and relative comforts of home) if we hadn’t been able to get back! When in Rome….
The unexpected from day to day adding to the wanderers adventures!
All who wander are not Lost girls 