Friendly Friday Drama

• Manja Maksimovič

The meanings of drama, being fine and bad weather are changing, not even so slowly any more. Here is my drama.

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First of all, thank you for all the fruits that I received for our last week’s Friendly Friday challenge. Next week we meet over here again since Amanda is still busy with moving house, but she’ll be back.

This week Snow Melts Somewhere tells us to be dramatic and her photos are good examples. She also says that the word “drama” now reminds her of me, which I’m glad to hear and have promised to explain.

You see, drama is what amore calls snow. He cannot imagine it in any positive light ever since he was freezing his ass of in Lago di Como where he was in the army. (His other location was Lucca. How about that.) Ever since I met him, there is only one word for snow in my family. If father reports how much snow has fallen in Slovenia, he would call it 5 cm of drama.

So, it’s actually Drama That Melts Somewhere, and if Snow ever considers changing her name, she is welcome to use this one. 😀

As for drama and weather – soon nothing will be funny any more. It’s like everyone’s biggest fears are coming true, not just weather-wise.

Do you live by the sea? Click on the map and find out if you’re red. We are just above it.

Let’s see my last couple of days.

Yesterday the day didn’t make itself known. There was no light in the sky, only one big storm with thunder and lightening from 6 am (yes, dog, gotcha) till 4 pm or so. In the evening I saw that a brand new cyclone was announced for today.

Today started with light rain. After planning a cosy day in, I realised that we have theatre tickets for a comedy 45 minutes away. It had to be today with two available time slots. I looked at the forecast and chose the performance at 4 pm and am I glad I did. This way we are now done with it and safely home after a bumpy drive through heavy rain on more or less flooded roads. While outside another storm is raging.

All this after amore came home from the shop to ask me for cash since the cashier told him his funds were insufficient to pay with card. With no small panic he checked his account online but all was fine. I don’t know what tricks his bank (one of Italy’s largest) is playing, since he also wasn’t able to charge full tank of diesel but only up to 40 Eur. What gives? Another sign of things to come?

And during all this, our previously unknown singing neighbour asked me if he could access his apartment via our roof because a ladder had fallen down inside his home and was blocking the main entrance. The dog was quite astonished.

I know that some of you are experiencing real drama. This post is just to show that it’s not true that nothing happens around here. Also, here is the rather shocking situation at the flooded Terme di Saturnia these days.

In the photos I don’t want to show any drama as such. They are from a walk I took in Monteverde, Rome, last weekend, the one of the hollow-eyed tree trunk and the escaping stony lady from my creepy post. It ended with some unexpected dramatic street art and a torrential downpour. For a while I was waiting with bestia in a dry spot to see if the rain would stop but it didn’t so we walked back to amore’s father and arrived wet to the bones.

It’s been hours since I started to write this post and the thunderstorm is still on. But to end on the lightest note possible – my father today told me the best news to pass on to amore: for our trip to Slovenia the last week in November no drama is forecast. Much too warm for that.

  • Here I left the courtyard of the stony lady from the creepy post and entered unknown territory. The drama of Rome in November.
  • Another brick in the wall or two.
  • Along Via Federico Ozanam a new world began to form. Optimistic too. It hardly dries in this weather.
  • As if I was getting from there to here.
  • Jesus and a whole new building style for me.
  • And then I realised that I entered the Roma of Pasolini.
  • The studio of the curator of his life in Monteverde.
  • A living Pasolini carries a dead Pasolini. He was shot in 1975 in Ostia.
  • This is Monteverde from his most important novel The Street Kids. If this is the curator in there, I greet him. I had every intention of entering but at that moment it started to pour and I was far from home.
  • By Ernest Pignon-Ernest. I must return in better light. “La passione non ottiene mai il perdono.” (Passion never receives pardon?)
  • Pier Paolo Pasolini, film director, writer, poet, political figure. Still beloved and controversial.
  • Who is this with him? Some cardinal? Not the Pope?
  • I planned to run home but it was raining too heavily. I ducked into this passage and decided to wait a bit for the rain to stop. It didn’t.
  • I had plenty of time to look around and feel something I haven’t yet in Rome. Closeness.
  • Who knows what this means.
  • No fancy quarters but still made pretty.
  • There is bourgeois and there is working class and they meet in Monteverde.
  • The Rome of PPP.
  • The director in me sees all these moving pictures waiting to be made.
  • Does it say merely Gorgonzola or is that a dot made by a clever Giorgio?
  • Rain rain rain.
  • Let’s just say that it doesn’t impress him much.

Here is an interesting article on Pier Paolo Pasolini and his curator Silvio Parrello.

For Friendly Friday Photo Challenge hosted by The Snow Melts Somewhere: Dramatic

33 thoughts on “Friendly Friday Drama”

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    1. Thanks, SMSW. 🙂 I had a look at the map and saw nothing red in Finland or neighbouring countries. I hope they are right (and the map-makers didn’t just forget about you). For Slovenia they are not really precise. Much more of Piran is under water already than what they show. And yes, never a dull moment. Today I saw the sun, and it made me happier than usual…

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  13. It seems I missed this post when it came out, but I’m so glad you directed me back to it because I adore the idea of using the word drama for snow! I may have to adopt that linguistic substitution myself!

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