Sneaky Sundays

...maybe not too sneaky, this time, but wow! ...dreamy...
Last Sunday, the weather was too hot, so I spent a lazy day at home, and dared to step out only after dusk.

I had some chinese food downtown, while pleasantly seated outdoor with a friend of mine.

Then, we crossed the quiet Tevere river,

and reached Via Veneto, the heart of La Dolce Vita during the Sixties, when the cafés where packed of celebs, enjoying the roman nightlife.

We walked by the Harry's Bar (how many memories I have of the one in Frisco...)

that is located at its very beginning, facing the beautiful Hotel Flora building,

and passed by the Jackie O', one of the most renowned disco in Rome until the nineties...

The streets were empty on Sunday night, except for some tourists, who were hurrying up to reach their hotel rooms for a restoring sleep. 

But thanks to that, it was even easier to imagine how nightlife in Via Veneto must have been in the Sixties, when the rich and famous were getting together in this area, and were partying, and having fun all night, sharing their joy with common people. I could hear them laughing, see them drinking champagne, making jokes and enjoying life with that lightness typical of periods of economic boom...

Via Veneto was empty. But it didn't matter. 

Because its light keeps shining for those, who are still willing to see it...