A Sudden Ramble about Rome/Italia
As soon as you walk around Rome you can see that she used to be the centre of the world. Used to be. There is history in every sign, stone, and building. The place is old, but proud, still very, very proud. The eternal city is an apt name. Eternity echoes down every lane way and across every piazza.
Rome is filled with churches, big, nay, say mighty churches. Above them all is St Peter's Basilica, literally out of this world. The scale is beyond anything that can be built now. Rome is also filled with people and the people have character! From grandmas, to teenagers in their leather jackets, to the north africanguys that sell silly play doh toys when its sunny and umbrellas when its wet (I've still got the one I bought when it poured)!
People don't sit down and have a coffee like we do, they stand at the bar and have shots of esspresso.
Watch out for dog crap, its every where.
And gypsies around the central train station, they are agressive!
The seagulls are HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE, all over Italy. They are the sizeof friggen wedge tail eagles. If 5 of them decided to attack you, you're dead.
The museo vaticano, a vast storehouse of the worlds art treasures, halls and halls of amazing stuff.
In fact I don't think any city on earth can match the sheer density of historical monuments, buildings and landmarks of rome. Trevi fountain, the ruins of the roman forum, the coloseo, the pantheon, St Peter's square, the list goes on and on.
Rome isn't so much a place to see but to feel. In fact I can say that for all of Italy. The sights and sounds are fantastic, but what you remember is the feeling of being in Italy. It's hard to explain, its like a smell/thought/presence/image of painful intensity all rolled into one...
Rome is filled with churches, big, nay, say mighty churches. Above them all is St Peter's Basilica, literally out of this world. The scale is beyond anything that can be built now. Rome is also filled with people and the people have character! From grandmas, to teenagers in their leather jackets, to the north africanguys that sell silly play doh toys when its sunny and umbrellas when its wet (I've still got the one I bought when it poured)!
People don't sit down and have a coffee like we do, they stand at the bar and have shots of esspresso.
Watch out for dog crap, its every where.
And gypsies around the central train station, they are agressive!
The seagulls are HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE, all over Italy. They are the sizeof friggen wedge tail eagles. If 5 of them decided to attack you, you're dead.
The museo vaticano, a vast storehouse of the worlds art treasures, halls and halls of amazing stuff.
In fact I don't think any city on earth can match the sheer density of historical monuments, buildings and landmarks of rome. Trevi fountain, the ruins of the roman forum, the coloseo, the pantheon, St Peter's square, the list goes on and on.
Rome isn't so much a place to see but to feel. In fact I can say that for all of Italy. The sights and sounds are fantastic, but what you remember is the feeling of being in Italy. It's hard to explain, its like a smell/thought/presence/image of painful intensity all rolled into one...
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