Northampton (CLC 1) - Naval Cruise Book

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PARIS ROME I K l W The Eternal City-Roma-shrine to the world's Roman Catholics, and heir to the glories and grandeur of the Caesars, where the old world and new live side by side in romantic wonderment of the glory that was and is Rome. ln many of our hearts, the highlight of our cruise was reached on Christmas Eve in Rome and during the brief minutes Pope Pius Xll appeared in his window overlook- ing the sea of faces crowding St. Peter's Square on Christ- mas Day. For those that made the second tour the emotions were the same... The Pantheon, St. Peter's, the Catacombs, the Colosseum, the Roman Forum, Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears. Each put himself in An- thony's place and repeated those words. Evening increased our wonderment, wondering down the narrow streets of Old Rome to Romolo's for a multi- course dinner with accompanying guitar music by Lili, cocktails and dancing at Hostaria Dell 'Urso where Mario played a fine piano, and the Fountain of Trevi where we threw a coin into the water, hoping someday to return to Rome. Fifty million Frenchman were right. . . The Louvre. . . Notre Dame . . . Arche de Triomphe . . . Place Pigalle . . . Place de Concorde...and, of course, the Folies Ber- geres were all we hoped they'd be. Standing in the icy winds atop the Eiffel Tower or walking down the Champs-Elysees at night, munching hot roast chestnuts.. .Paris was the place to spend our Christmas 'fvacation. ' ' Top right: The Real 'l11ing. 'Dop left: Bome's famous Colosseum Bottom: Majestic Fountain of 'lTevi.

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Malaga was for most of us our first view of a country we would all love, Spain. Our first impression was that of a land of orange peddlers, strange uniforms topped by shiny, patent leather hats, persistent sellers of lottery tickets and one horsepower taxis. We were amused by the toy- like trains, entertained by the hand clapping rhythms of the Flamenco dance, fascinated by the senoritas and a bit upset by the strange hours kept in conformance to local custom. The days were spent touring to Granada and the Alhambra, made fa- mous by Washington lrving, taking pictures, drinking a cool cerveza or a fundador at one of the sidewalk cafes. Girl watching and arguing with taxi drivers became maior occupa- tions. The evenings offered the Mirimar, Terrica, El Pimpi's The Homes of Good Wines, flashing entertainment, and most of the crew for seven days. Day or night, the greatest impres- sion was the simple honesty and sin- cere friendliness of the Spanish peo- ple for us Americans, and also our cigarettes. We knew when we left Malaga that we'd be waiting a return trip to Spain quite eagerly.