A reluctant tourist's stream-of-consciousness spirals through Rome's sun-drenched Giardino degli Aranci: acrobatic jets overhead dredge up a grim German tragedy, an off-key Elvis crooner grates, heels sink into pebbles, and a too-polite, too-short suitor fails to impress—or even buy a prosecco. From bored sighs to bladder panic, one woman's hilariously miserable June day begs the question: why didn't she stay home?
Created for Cities and Memory.