May Day, part 2

This is May Day in Rome.

The city is closed up except for the hordes of tourists, both Italian and foreign, tramping around in weather warm enough for tank tops and flip flops. I’ve decided that German tourists wear the ugliest clothes followed closely by the British in their sensible shoes and Americans with backpacks. The French somehow always manage to look chic even when carrying maps and guidebooks.

All the stores are closed except for those selling souvenirs. Traffic is so light on the streets you can cross the big streets without fear that a kamikaze motorcyclist will knock you down but the big piazzas are wall to wall people. The performance artists and venders must be raking it in today.