36 Horas em busca do sol Romano, deliciosamente descritas pelo Buon viaggio! e garimapada por nossa equipe de trabalhadores escravos. boa viagem!
For centuries ancient Romans worshiped Sol Invictus, the ‘unconquered sun’. Fast forward several thousand years and Rome’s monuments might be overrun by umbrella-yielding tour guides, panini guzzling tourists, and ferocious street vendors—but the Roman sun remains one thing even they can’t conquer. The moment you touch ground in Italy you can feel it, dancing on your cheekbones, welcoming you with a warmth your taxi driver might not. Its light fills the corners of side streets where cats lounge. It softly weathers shutters and doors, making hues of auburn, salmon, and sienna look still more sunbaked. 36 hours of finding the best spots to capture that legendary light and you’ll leave Rome expecting to turn an olive shade of tan yourself. Follow its rays through Trastevere side streets and shady Navona hideaways, lose track of time, and become swept up in the lingering light of the cult of Sol.
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