Wednesday, March 30, 2011
While on a narrow back street in the heart of 21st Century Rome I turn to the click and knock of steel bound wooden wheels rolling slowly over the cobble stones, and the accompanying clip clop and squeak of an approaching horse drawn carriage. A sole passenger seated comfortably in the back, dressed for business in suit and tie, bobs his head occupied on a cell phone. The carriage driver leans forward with one hand holding the reins, his lips moving. Not speaking comfort or encouragement to his animal, his other hand holds a cell phone to his ear.