en by Meg Zimbeck /  Meg, 21. Jan 2009

There seems to be no other response to the "where should I stay?" question than the Trastevere neighborhood. This area (which translates as "beyond the Tiber") is the answer on everybody's lips - including those of our regular Rome correspondent."But just how far beyond is it?" I wanted to know. For however much I wanted to escape from the tourist horde, I sure didn't want to spend hours every day on the subway.


Bridge crossing the Tiber river. All photos by Meg Zimbeck

I needn't have worried. Trastevere is indeed across the river and away from the tourist center of Rome, but I was able to walk that distance in twenty minutes or less. And the pleasure of crossing the Tiber every day more than compensated for those lost calories. What's more, that distance was enough to keep most other visitors away, leaving a relatively quiet quarter during the daytime with plenty of old-world atmosphere.

At night the quarter comes alive and its bars spring into action. Trastevere draws a younger 20- and 30-something crowd, and there are quite a few gay bars in the area. It also draws the gastronomically-minded with a number of critically acclaimed tratorrias. The authentic hole-in-the-wall restaurants are today fewer (or else very well-hidden), than ten years ago before many of the local Trasteverini were pushed out by spiraling prices. As our Rome correspondent noted in her tribute to the Trastevere, the area's recent gentrification (along with its Jewish history) have drawn comparisons to the Marais in Paris and to SoHo in New York. But it continues to be charming and much more relaxed than many other Rome neighborhoods. And we found some great food and fun in this still-popolare quarter.


Trattoria Da Lucia in Trastevere. 

A favorite trattoria was Da Lucia - set back on a tiny crumbling street but always buzzing with activity. The outdoor terrace is where you want to be on a warm summer evening. On the plate you'll find classic dishes like braised rabbit or spaghetti alla vongole (with clams), paired with a good selection of wine. Don't be fooled by the casual appearance - you'll definitely need a reservation. Checco er Carettiere on 7, Via Benedetta is another good choice, with just a bit more polish (and more tourists) than Da Lucia.


Trattoria Da Lucia in Trastevere.

Just north of Trastevere is the Janiculum hill (Gianicolo for the locals), topped with a tranquil tree-filled park. Our bed & breakfast, the Alle Mantellatte,  was technically in Janiculum, but we could walk to Trastevere nightlife in less than five minutes. Sleeping on the quiet side of the border meant that we could wake up to bird song and a stunning view each morning. We could also wake up to a breakfast free from the usual obligation to dine with the other guests. A self-service kitchen allowed us to grab coffee and escape back to the simple bedroom, without having to participate in the second 'b' of B&B. Call me a misanthrope, but I much prefer to take my coffee in bed, surrounded by guidebooks and my dreams for the coming day.

One of our days "beyond the river" began with a stroll in the lovely Orto Botanico. Near the border between the two 'hoods, this botanic garden dates back to the 11th century when Benedictine monks grew medicinal plants and herbs here. In modern times, it's a tree-lined pathway wandering up the Janiculum hill... or so our map led us to believe. After winding slowly through the plant- and pool-filled garden we reached a closed iron gate.


Cédric makes his escape.

No matter - after a quick (and illegal) escape over the top of the gate, we were treated to the most amazing view over the city.


View from the top of Janiculum hill.

From this distance, central Rome almost looked peaceful. But we knew better, and so we were happy to begin and end and end our touring days in this tranquil place just beyond the Tiber.

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en by Meg Zimbeck /  Meg, 13. Jan 2009

After four years, I'm well-used to the short days and non-existent sunshine of the long Paris winter.  The grey skies can be a bit draining, but the season's saving grace is that it's rarely very cold. Temperatures usually stay above freezing, and snow - if and when it falls - disappears immediately into the sidewalk.

...except for this year.


The Parc de la Villette. Photo: Cédric Genton

During the first weeks of 2009, "le froid" is a subject on every set of trembling lips. Paris is cold! The Bassin de la Villette, featured as a warm-weather destination in this post, is now frozen over with ice. Walking back last night from a film at the MK2 theater, I saw teenagers gathered along the bassin's edge, some testing the thickness of the ice with their bodies. Unfortunately not quite skateable yet...


The Parc de la Villette. Photo: Cédric Genton

For those tempted by the ice but too sane to risk their lives, there's a safer (and delightful) alternative at the Hôtel de Ville. A municipal rink has been set up to provide outdoor skating from now until March 1st. Entry is free with skate rental for only €5 - so cheap that even £ sterling spenders will be happy.

Afternoons are packed with families, so my favorite time to go is at night. There's something magical about twirling in front of the shimmering lights of the city hall building. It's colder at night, so we like to pack a thermos filled with coffee or (more often) vin chaud. The rink stays open until 10pm on Monday-Thursday nights, and until midnight Friday-Sunday.


Ice skating at the H
ôtel de Ville. Photo: Meg Zimbeck  

Skating and sipping makes for a super apéro, and also guarantees a solid appetite for dinner. With wobbly legs, I don't want to walk too far from the rink, so I head into the nearby Marais to find some rib-sticking cold-weather fare. My favorite on a night like this is Au Fils des Saisons (along the wire of the seasons) in the northern Marais. They have a confit de canard that I think is the best in Paris - juicy inside with crisp skin and topped with a slab of melting foie gras.


Veal axoa at Au Bassau. Photo Meg Zimbeck

I also love Au Bascou - the rich veal axoa and hanging chili peppers at this Basque favorite can instantly erase any cold weather malaise. All together, a night of skating and heavy supping is such good fun that I may even miss the freezing temperatures when summer rolls around.

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