yesterday was mother’s day in bolivia. so, guess what happened in rome? we celebrated! well, the latinos did – i just crashed their party. a glimpse on some of rome’s very welcome guests.
the loud music coming from the nondescript little park between the old and the new via nomentana was the only evidence of life in a sunday-siesta-ing rome. i locked the bicycle to a lamppost, and entered the park, then the party. uninvited. waiting to be invited is a waste of time, imo.
anyhow, i donned my broadest, most foolish grin and started poking my camera here and there. everyone clammed up at first – this is a tight-knit community. and i am not one of them. but broad smiles and thumbs up work wonders. especially in convincing people that you are either a fool or an idiot. the smiles came back in a matter of minutes.
and though i prefer to be ignored when i shoot – some of the smiles these people flashed me still warm my heart. it is wonderful for a city like rome to have such polite, friendly guests.
happy bolivian mother’s day!