Despite the name, this is not a game. Coming back each year, there are places we hold dear.

Those that are still open run “olly olly in free.” Those that are chiuso (closed), alas, sadden Rebecca and me.

Week One’s treks of rediscovery are such agony. (We think we have a stagnant economy.)

Best news by far, already expected: the dear couple at Osteria Del Trivio, our local haunt for Sunday dinner, are back and strong after suddenly closing last year.

A close second, always uncertain: the arts supply store is still at the top of Via Porto Fuga. (It was here, according to legend, that Hannibal was routed when the besieged Spoletini showered his troops from a tower with oil.)

I mention this, in part to explain the straining after yet another (entitled) pun. But I should mention as well, perhaps, that Hannibal and all his elephants couldn’t keep my wife from traipsing up that climb to her ‘art’s content.

My own photographic supplies, so far, are pretty thin. Wi-Fi and me are not so friendly! (With luck, perhaps I will soon be able to come out from hiding without going insane.)