Snapshots from Getting "Lost"

We had a daring writing prompt yesterday: Get lost in the city and write about it. A little crazy and intimidating, right? Armed with my little bit of Italian, a map, notebook, and gelato, I wandered.
Along the way I was asked for directions, which was hilarious. I also made my way back home without a map which was a success!
When learning to really "see" Rome, it's interesting what details you'd otherwise miss by rushing, and what sticks in your mind that a camera cannot capture as well. I've realized that I need to take less pictures and write more. Here are some observations so far:

Ants scattering across cobblestone, crushed cigarettes, receipts, a brochure to an opera
a boy and girl race their bikes up a hill, the boy sighs in an accent
a pink flower, like folded tissue paper rolls by
a dog pees on a car, its owner stands nearby and doesn't stop it
a giant stuffed animal octapus lounges in a tree beside a playground
the bike bells go "chin chin!" just like the way Italians say "cheers!" and tap their glasses together
books abandoned and sprawled across a bench
a strip of bark falls
a man lifts a woman's hair
a man, head bowed, clutches a crucifix above him near the church door
birds restlessly weave patterns in the sky
lovers kiss under a saint
a man playing "somewhere over the rainbow" on accordian for tourists at a restaurant
huge doors with iron knockers, some fit into the mouths of iron lions
silverwear, china rattling
a sultry woman singing over a techno-beat resonates from a trendy shoe store 
a door to an apartment complex is left open. Inside, a dark walkway to a glowing inner courtyard with a statue of a woman. She is like looking at sunlight through a keyhole.
a man walks by, whistling to himself
a boy runs down the alley, his feet going "thump thump thump" against the stone