Via Bodoni

So, the plan was to meet my landlord at the apartment, located at Via Giuseppe Battista Bodoni, 27. I followed his instructions to take the FR1 train to Ostiense Station, from which I could walk to the apartment.

Easy as pie.

Of course, the first thing I did was to stop for a caffé (despite studying how I should order, I think I keep screwing it up) (that said, I get my coffee and no one seems to mind much). Then I made a beeline for my street. Perfect. Except, well, 27 Bodoni was a butcher shop. A really nice butcher shop, but still. I kept flagging down random bald men that seemed, however remotely, to resemble my landlord. No dice. I grabbed a slice of pizza bianco. Still no Federico. 

Finally, it appeared that I would have to accept that I wasn't going to get to stay in a butcher shop (however nice). So I ducked my head into the shop, and the nice husband and wife duo explained to me that while, yes, that block to the east is via Bodoni, and yes, that block west is via Bodoni, this here block where we're at is Piazza Testaccio. For one block. Mysteriously.

Or, on second thought, not so mysteriously. One thing I've manged to figure when it comes to Roman street naming conventions is that is the numbering suddenly switches from even/odd only to sequential when across from a piazza. Which means that the street names change too.