I love the morning in Rome very much! It’s not so dusty, heavy, stuffy in the morning (in the summer months). There is no such hellish smother as in the afternoon and in the evening. I always lived at the room near the shopping street Via del Corso during my first visits to Rome. I even remember the name of the hotel – Mozart. The breakfast room had a great view of the city’s most famous street. I opened the window, looked at townspeople, saw how the tourists carried their luggage on the stone paving. Then I left the hotel and went to the side of the Spanish Steps, climbed up and looked at the city. I love Rome. I love Rome in the morning. I am ready to come to only one morning for that love.