Wednesday, March 20, 2013
With the week's focus in Rome squarely on the selection of the new pope, it would have been easy to overlook the fact that the Rome marathon took place on Sunday the 17th...unless you went for a walk along the Tiber as Bosco and I did. It was the midpoint of the 26 mile race on a chilly morning, and most of the racers looked in good form.
However, this man looked like he was suffering....
and I feared this one wanted to break my camera.
There didn't seem to be any costumes -- no popes or clergymen -- just a few baloons the
usual runner's fashion statements.
As expected it was an international crowd who announced their nationality via a t-shirt or even a flag.
Viva la France.