Better at night

In the evening, my dormmate from New York and I went to a jazz club by the Spanish steps. It was a cool little bar with an upscale crowd and a classic jazz trio on piano, drums and bass. We crashed for a set without paying cover or buying drinks (our two little seats were disguised from view and near the washroom, but we had a great view of the stage)
Afterwards, we walked to the Spanish steps, which were filled with a whole different crowd from the daytime. It was such a cool vibe. Sure, there were rowdy ones, and still a couple of souvineer peddlers around (only 2 though, not 10)...but mostly there were people hanging out drinking wine and beer, people writing in their journals, or drawing in sketchbooks. The highlight for me was a group of about 5 guys, all playing accoustic guitar and singing in harmony. They did everything from U2 to the Beatles, and every once in a while they'd throw in some cool folky Italian song. We sat there, loving every minute of it, until we got too cold to sit any longer, then we walked home...
So, the moral of the story is this...if at first I don't like a city, I should seek out a reason to like it, sooner rather than later. Today, I saw Rome in a better light...moonlight, and it's just too bad I didn't see it sooner.