A few months ago, with the excuse of having her do some driving practice, I asked my daughter who had recently got her driver’s license to take me to some places in Tivoli that had been important in my life. Two in particular: where I lived as a child, approximately between three and seven years of age (so we’re talking about half a century ago); but fist thing, above all, where as a young man at the beginning I myself a new driver adventurously taking on the unknown Roman countryside along the Via Collatina - I used to go joyfully and enthusiastically to see my love, my princess, Sara, in her almost inaccessible castle, adventurously crossing the Roman countryside along the Via Collatina. myself having just got my driver’s license as my daughter now. It should be noted that both streets
