I’ve always hated those tall, soulless walls that sear the city of Rome off from the gently rolling Tiber, the river which crosses the city center and around which the city itself was founded and flourished. I hated them until November 14th, 2012.
That day heavy rains in the hills and mountains inland conspierd with gross mismanagement of the three dams that regulate the river’s flow and levels to cause the Tiber to start rising. And rise it dangeroulsy did. By a full eleven-plus meters above its ordinary level. That’s very well over thirty feet of brown, swirling water more than is normal.
And those walls, which normally appear as oversized fortifications, were able to keep the monster at bay. But only barely. That day i was out with my camera to document what hadn’t happened in at least sixty years. Now the water – and adrenaline – levels are back to normal, so i went back to show you what had Rome holding its breath just a few days ago.
I tried my best to shoot the same angles at the same time of day. Enjoy.
Today is Thanksgiving day, and i wish all my American pals all the very best. Although Italians do not normally celebrate it, i can assure you there are many a Roman giving many, many thanks to the powers who be. It was bad. But it could have been so much worse.
Thanks for being here.