When I think of Rome, I think of:

  • The taste of the water at public fountains
  • The view from the top of Castel Sant’Angelo on a clear day
  • Walking over the Tiber River, every day, several times a day
  • Looking past the graffiti and grime to see the intricate details of stonework throughout the city, and imagining what it must have been like in its heyday
  • Street covers that read SPQR
  • Rays of morning sunlight piercing through the Colosseum’s portals
  • Visiting with Bernini’s sculptures at the Galleria Borghese – in the place where the works were commissioned and intended to be displayed
  • The sound of rain falling on tile roof tops, and cobble stone streets
  • Watching the grim faces of the general public melt into a smile when you talk with them
  • Walking and never feeling tired because around every corner, there is something amazing to see and appreciate
  • The Map Gallery at the Vatican Museums
  • The wonderful smell of that store that sells linens on Via Tomacelli
  • Standing on the hilltop, overlooking the Piazza del Popolo, and watching life take place
  • The way music sounds in the Teatro dell’Opera di Roma
  • Listening to Italians speak English (because my Italian is so bad) with the most heartwarming accent
  • How terrible TV selection is, forcing you to it turn off, and participate in life, which is happening all around you
  • When Juventus comes to town and plays against Roma or Lazio at the Stadio Olimpico
  • How much I stare at the calendar, thinking about the next trip back to Rome

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