The purpose of air is to move

Today was a time for taking it easy.  Yesterday I developed a blister on my left foot.  Tomorrow promises a good bit of running around.  I stayed within a couple of blocks of the hotel all day.  I dined on pizza and salad.  

The climate of this hotel room is curious.  There is an air-conditioning unit above the door, and it does keep the room cool, but it seems that the air stays humid.  Rome has had 100% relative humidity the last couple of days, although no rain.  I decided that the thing needed was a fan, in accord with my dictum in the title of this post.  I bought a small fan (some assembly was required), and the air in motion will make for better sleeping.

I downloaded a Sinclair Lewis novel, It Can't Happen Here, and have been enjoying it.  There's always a connection!  Sinclair Lewis died in Rome.  This is a 1930s novel about prospects for fascism in the U.S.A.