Based on the first day, this trip will be impossibly full. It took us three hours easy to assemble the bicycles in the airport, but that really didn't wear us down. We ate chocolate, found some sim cards, and looked up at the late afternoon sky to see the waxing crescent overhead. So we packed our telescope and made off on our bicycles for the Spanish Steps. Italian drivers are very talented. The rules of the road are lax, but you better pay attention. Traffic flow is good. We burst down the busy hills and climbed the roads to the steps.
Culturally, the telescope will be recieved differently everywhere we go. The polizia were sympathetic but explained that we could not set up without a permit. We snuck down an alleyway and found a nice intersection.
A few encounters: a street performer, a bicycle delivery man, and two children who were pleasantly amazed. We ached for an Italian friend who could show us how to busk in this new language. A little bit of Pasta Al Pesto, we climbed to the top of the spanish steps later in the night to set up the scope for the setting crescent. We made some great friends here, met other travelers from around Europe, the interactions were pleasant and intimate. We upped the power to 140X, showed off the biggest craters we could provide, and impressed a few German architecture students before riding home. Now I'm off to the hostel's terrace, to observe Jupiter's moons. I wonder how long before I can calculate their orbits.