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Fontana delle Tartarughe – Fountain of the Turtles

La fontana delle tartarughe è situata nel ghetto ebraico di Roma.

C’è una leggenda che narra la sua creazione.

La credenza popolare vuole che il duca Mattei per convincere il futuro suocero (che non voleva dargli la figlia in moglie), abbia fatto realizzare in una sola notte la fontana.
Il giorno seguente fece affacciare padre e figlia alla finestra del suo palazzo che si affacciava sulla piazza per ammirare l’opera.
Affinché nessun altro potesse più godere dello stesso spettacolo il giovane duca fece murare la finestra che così è arrivata ai giorni nostri.

Però la leggenda ha un punto debole (oltre all’impossibile velocità della realizzazione) la fontana è del 1581-88, il palazzo fu costruito solo nel 1616.

The fountain of turtles is located in the Jewish ghetto of Rome.

There is a legend that tells its creation.

 Popular belief has it that the Duke Mattei to convince the future father-in-law (who would not give him his daughter in marriage), did achieve in a single night the fountain.
The following day he face father and daughter at the window of his palace that overlooked the square to admire the work.
So that no one else could enjoy the same show the young duke had walled up the window so it arrived to the present day.

But the legend has a weak point (besides the impossible speed of execution) is the fountain of 1581-88, the building was only built in 1616.

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  1. I beg your forgiveness for my cutting and pasting my comment, but there was no way on Earth I would be able to make it around the whole globe to wish everybody a Merry Christmas otherwise.

    The magical elves that constitute my staff have demonstrated their lack of respect in either not showing up for work at all, or those that have all seem a little worse for wear (if you catch my drift). All they seem to do is sit around smoking cigarettes that, frankly, smell funny. In addition, they play cards and tell dirty jokes rather than do their jobs! Consequently, the reindeer are all filthy and out of shape.

    I now have my two sons pulling the sleigh, but they are struggling. I’ve been told that it’s a big ask for a three and five year old, but I made it this far with a couple of mangy chooks, an arthritic wallaby and three peculiar wombats! Unfortunately, we lost all bar one wombat over Mumbai (and the sole survivor is exhibiting clear signs of PTSD).

    Anyway, all the way down here at the bottom of the world (A.K.A. Tasmania), and from myself, Jen, Henry and Ezra, please have a Merry Christmas/Winter Solstice/Hanukkah/Festivus/Ashura and a happy New Year!

    I hope that all of your holiday photos turn out to be triumphs, your stocking is stuffed full of lots of tasty treats and not coal and that all your naan/ prawn cocktails/ currywurst are all as tasty as can be!

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