Lockdown Day 51: Friends, Romans, Countrymen / Encierro Día 51: Amigos, Romanos, Compatriotas

La versión español está después de la versión inglés.

AS I MENTIONED YESTERDAY, MY Saturday morning walk culminated with a visit to the nearby Roman Archaeological Site city park, 500 meters (.3 miles) from home. I wondered if the park had been re-opened because it tends to be a pleasant place for a quiet stroll and contemplation. To my delight, it had been, so I continued my walk, this time away from the Paseo and beach where most people had chosen to be.

Within the park are remnants of a Roman fish-salting plant, a ceramics factory, and Roman baths (with some of the mosaics still intact). The Roman columns seen on the Paseo in many of the photos from our terrace were found here, as well as a statue of Venus (not Uranus) and many other artifacts.

I can’t help but imagine the naked 2,000-year-old Roman butts seated on those marble benches that still remain at the baths. Above the ruins are gardens created where a Roman villa once stood. Imagine what lies beneath the adjacent apartment buildings, roadways, and train tracks.

Speaking of relics, our friend Tynan happened to stop by the park while I was there. We visited briefly, from at least 2 meters away, although we had the urge to hug each other. Of course, if I call my much-younger friend Tynan a relic, you can just call me dust. Anyway, seeing Tynan in-person (as opposed to on Skype) was the highlight of my day.

So, veni and vidi. Now if only we could vici this virus! I’m sure you’re surprised by my brilliant [not] Latin skills. Unlike San Geraldo, I never studied Latin in school; what I know, I picked up on the street. Among the many [extremely few] phrases I know: Carpe diem, quid pro quo, bona fide, and of course my favorite — dulce periculum, which does not mean what you think it means. Or maybe it does. Sweet danger? So, click the photos already!

NOTES
Carpe diem: sieze the day
Quid pro quo: a favor or advantage returned for something else.
Bona fide: genuine
Veni, vidi, vici: I came, I saw, I conquered (so said Julius Caesar).

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COMO MENCIONÉ AYER, MY CAMINATA de la mañana del sábado culminó con una visita al cercano parque de la ciudad, Yacimiento Arqueologico Romano, a 500 metros (.3 millas) de casa. Me preguntaba si el parque había sido reabierto porque tiende a ser un lugar agradable para un tranquilo paseo y contemplación. Para mi deleite, lo había sido, así que continué mi caminata, esta vez lejos del Paseo y la playa donde la mayoría de la gente había elegido estar.

Dentro del parque hay restos de una planta romana de salazón de pescado, una fábrica de cerámica, y baños romanos (con algunos de los mosaicos aún intactos). Aquí se encontraron las columnas romanas que se ven en el Paseo en muchas de las fotos desde nuestra terraza, así como una estatua de Venus (no Urano) y muchos otros artefactos.

No puedo evitar imaginar las colillas romanas desnudas de 2.000 años sentadas en esos bancos de mármol que aún permanecen en los baños. Encima de las ruinas hay jardines creados donde una villa romana alguna vez estuvo. Imagina lo que hay debajo de los edificios de apartamentos, carreteras, y las vías del tren adyacentes.

Hablando de reliquias, nuestro amigo Tynan pasó por el parque mientras yo estaba allí. Visitamos brevemente, desde al menos 2 metros de distancia, aunque teníamos la necesidad de abrazarnos. Por supuesto, si llamo reliquia a mi amigo mucho más joven Tynan, puedes llamarme polvo. De todos modos, ver a Tynan en persona (a diferencia de en Skype) fue lo más destacado de mi día.

Entonces, veni y vidi. Ahora si tan solo pudiéramos vici este virus! Estoy seguro de que te sorprenden mis brillantes [no] habilidades latinas. A diferencia de San Geraldo, nunca estudié latín en la escuela; Lo que sé, lo recogí en la calle. Entre las muchas [extremadamente pocas] frases que conozco: Carpe diem, quid pro quo, bona fide y, por supuesto, mi favorito: dulce periculum, que NO significa lo que crees que significa. O tal vez lo hace. ¿Dulce peligro? Por lo tanto, haz clic en las fotos ¡ya!

NOTES
Carpe diem: aprovechar el día
Quid pro quo: compensación
Bona fide: de buena fe
Veni, vidi, vici: Vine, vi, vencí (por lo que dijo Julio César)

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

30 thoughts on “Lockdown Day 51: Friends, Romans, Countrymen / Encierro Día 51: Amigos, Romanos, Compatriotas”

  1. Your right…almost a shame it was built up around there. That is pretty cool to go see though. We finally got treated to a beautiful weekend, so I spent much of it outside. Between that, and having a neighbor guy in for dinner of stuffed peppers, social distancing of course….it did a world of good to see someone in person, I know the feeling. Although we do carry conversations from our windows too, lol!!!!!!

    Im going to bed now.

    1. Mistress Maddie:
      Having a neighbor over for dinner isn’t even allowed here. Not that I’d be cooking. I have, however, waved to neighbors when one of us is on the street and the other is on a terrace. Kind of like Evita.

      1. groups of 10 or less were always allowed as long as precautions are taken. Since neither he or I have been around anyone since the start, we weren’t to nervous, but still wore mask.

      2. Mistress Maddie Jo:
        We’re getting close to being allowed 10 or less. I think that’s in our next phase. But, still with social distancing. I worried that being allowed this little bit more freedom was going to make it all even more frustrating, but we all seem to adjusting quite well.

    1. anne marie:
      They all seemed to have such nice butts, didn’t they? Or maybe that’s just the ones they show in the movies.

    1. David:
      I love wandering ruins and imagining. Sevilla has an incredible underground museum called the Antiquarium. A section of the city that was found from 2000 years ago.

  2. Imagining having Roman ruins so close by…….I’d be in heaven (having majored in anthropology/archeology many years ago).

    1. Jim:
      You WOULD be in heaven here. There are entire cities around Spain. I would love to see them all.

    1. Debra:
      In Sevilla, they discovered part of the 2,000 year old city when they were digging for a new parking garage. They turned it into a museum and it’s stunning. The most amazing mosaics. Many restored.

  3. I could get lost in those pictures! Beautiful. If you ever got into country music, here’s a name for you- Dusty Scoot. Of course, it would have to be old time fifties cowboy music, but who knows, it may make a comeback 🙂 As for my favorite Latin phrase: Sergio Franchi! It means, ancient yummy.

    1. Deedles:
      I like Scoot better as a first name… especially for a country sanger. Maybe Scoot Mitchell? Oh, Sergio Franchi. I DID like him until I saw him in Washington DC in the mid 80s in a touring production of the Broadway musical Nine. Ugh. Remember his sister, Dana Valery?

      1. I was going by your relic and dust remark when I named you. Scoot Mitchell, huh? I can just see you and Hoot Gibson in some old timey singing cowboy western wearing leather and sequins. Don’t mind me, my head’s been hurting for two days now so I may just be hallucinating 🙂
        Of course I remember Dana Valery! I’m pretty sure that I saw her and her brother (separately) on the Ed Sullivan Show. The both could really sing. What was ugh about Sergio in Nine? Hallucinating minds want to know.

      2. Deedles:
        The production itself was embarrassing and, in addition to Franchi, the casting for the tour wasn’t very good. The song Follies Bergeres was torture for the entire audience; the actress just about demanded everyone clap along. Not only was there nothing to clap at/to/with, but DC audiences at the time were notoriously under-energized. Franchi was almost impossible to understand most of the time, so the clever lyrics fell flat on his lips, and his acting didn’t manage to make his character at all sympathetic, which he needed to be if you were going to enjoy a show about a lying, philandering, misogynist. So, sadly, not much about the tour was good. They even set much of it in a train station instead of at a spa, which was really confusing. Be Italian was the one number done well with a good performer. The last I remember of Dana Valery was a visit to the Mike Douglas Show. She was about to get married and it’s all she talked about. I think, unless I’m getting her confused with someone else, she kept talking about the new satin sheets (maybe black satin). But I did like her… and him until Nine! Hope this didn’t make your head hurt even more. Sending you healing hugs.

  4. These are things I live for …living history that you can actually see and, sometimes, touch.

    1. Bob:
      I love this. Málaga has some really incredible history. Ancient city buried everywhere. A major discovery was found in the last few years in front of El Corté Ingles, the central department store, during road work. Much of it is being kept in situ and will be there for all to see. However, a lot had to be moved and will be displayed in a museum.

    1. Cheapchick:
      I keep talking about the Antiquarium in Sevilla. 2,000 year old city discovered less than 20 years ago and turned into an underground (glass ceiling) museum. The mosaics are breathtaking.

  5. I can almost feel the fresh air against your face in those photos. It was a great looking day for your first jaunt – it must have felt wonderful. Our workers are back after being on (paid) furlough for more than 3 weeks. It is good to see them again.

    How did your ankle hold up on your walk? And were all the boys appropriately happy upon your return?

    1. Wilma:
      Oh, spending an hour or more in the fresh air (actually, spending more than 10 minutes) is amazing. Walked on the beach again this morning and will go out again just for pleasure this evening. I still have recycling trips to do during the day. My ankle is still lumpy. It was swollen the first night. It feels great when I’m walking, especially in the sand. But I have no idea if I’m doing any harm. It’s a royal pain in the… ankle. SG was very happy to see me. The other boys are driving me crazy. They’re a bit frantic now when I’m gone for an hour or more. (But of course, they simply think it’s time for another treat!)

    1. Willym:
      There’s another park being finished currently. A site of Arab baths. It was almost done months ago, but I don’t know how long it will take to get it opened now.

  6. You are so lucky to live by such ruins. The columns and tiles, I would be in heaven. When I was at University I knew I was going into Commercial Art but Archaeology and Astronomy was high on the list. I really wanted to work in Space NASA but I don’t have the math.
    parsnip

    1. Parsnip:
      I had a friend who majored in archaeology. She used to get to travel and go on digs all the time. I was tempted to change my major just so I could go on digs.

  7. I love roamin’ Roman ruins. So nice of them to have left them behind for our pleasure! We have some nearby, but I still haven’t stopped to look. We can see the remains of a building from the road.

    1. Walt the Fourth:
      Not a lot was preserved in these small coastal communities. During the early development boom, the history was ignored. But lately, more and more is being discovered and preserved. There’s a new park (Arab hot springs) not far from us, as well.

  8. Fresh air will do that to you, it is very nice for the head. Lovely photos, love those old Roman mosaics, all done by hand and lasting thousands of years.

    1. larrymuffin:
      Was out again this morning and am about to head out for my evening adventure.

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