When I was young and still travelling with my parents my wish to avoid touristic tours made me a passionate about cemeteries and wherever we went I’d always pay a visit to the local graveyard. It may sound creepy, but I’ve always been fascinated by cemeteries; I find they are very peaceful places where you can walk through the past of a town.
That’s the reason why today, when I was lunching in my pyjamas with all the laziness of a day off from work surrounding me, my parents invited me to go with them and their friends to a “theatrical tour” of the Old Cemetery for non catholic foreigners, which is situated behind the pyramid (Testaccio – Ostiense), ‘cause the non Catholics couldn’t be buried in the “holy ground” (= Rome, the holy town, which at that time was delimited by the Aurelian walls).