Niente (nothing). Certainly not busy. Not too warm either. Already so much less of a zoo in the summertime than the beach at the sea… now off-season it’s even less so. Not fancy… I mean, broccolo romanesco and cheap wine? Even the restaurant patrons are relatively quiet rather than hollering across the table at each other!
People watching? Not enough of those, so nope, not really. A few geese…?
Sailing? Nuh-uh, no wind on sunny fall/winter days.
Shop at the local product street stalls? Yeah, come April maybe.
So why go to one of the lakes north of Rome at this time of year?
Maybe because at times life in the city is so busy, overwhelming, exciting and chaotic, so “Rome” in a word, the possibility to enjoy a day where everything including the light is muted, toned down and quiet becomes one of the nicer luxuries that you can give yourself.
You’ll even find people like this chap who come out to eat at the lake alone. Let me repeat myself, “eat alone” …IN ITALY!! (Solitude in Italy is basically considered to be a pathology, on par with psychological disorders or degenerative diseases.) But no questioning stares or heartfelt concern towards him at this time of year. There is a tacit understanding among off-season-going lake folk that for these few hours everyone here is doing the (occasionally) most important and satisfying thing possible: niente.