I visited a church in Rome that had some of Caravaggio's work. A little old lady smacked me across the back of my head with her hand bag because my shirt had slits on the shoulders. Then a diminutive monk scurried over, I thought to tell her that she shouldn't hit people, but instead he lectured me in Italian. Good fun!
I visited a church in Rome that had some of Caravaggio's work. A little old lady smacked me across the back of my head with her hand bag because my shirt had slits on the shoulders. Then a diminutive monk scurried over, I thought to tell her that she shouldn't hit people, but instead he lectured me in Italian. Good fun!
They had very amusing images on the walls insisting woman either wear sleeves or have a shawl. I chuckled.