When in Rome…

It was the first time and it wouldn’t be the last, when I visited Rome2014-07-02 13.00.18 back in 2012. I stayed for a month back then, but due to my busy work schedule I was only able to enjoy the city on weekends. It felt rewarding though, working hard all week and then replenish my energies sightseeing, find and explore the artisan ice cream spots. The more the merrier. Eating granita2014-07-02 16.21.58 till my head hurt, my teeth getting numb and I could barely feel my tongue! There are some things, that wherever you carry on doing, will always remind you of something in particular. Those little habits remind of Rome.
It is not just about the Piazzas, nevertheless they are amazing, Piazza San Pietro, Piazza del Popolo, Piazza di Spagna or the museums,La Fontana di Trevi and so on… it’ s about the city itself. Despite being constantly busy, 24/7 awake and very much alive there is something about the place that feels so unique to me.
I literally fell in love with the little corners, little piazzas and fountains, with the small and simple yet so refreshing caffe’s and snack bars.  I fell in love with the narrow streets so ancient and the chilly goose bumpy alleys which felt like luring you to hear the echo of some horror story of a few centuries ago, the very idea of stepping over the so old stones holding a history of their own.  I fell in love with street artists coming from all over the world and the handmade jewelry, instantly ready to your taste.

I loved Porta Portese, the bridges and definitely, with the river so near at your reach.
I loved Trastevere, which made me think of how much green an urban area can have, something that I would die for to see in Tirana… And the old antique trade with also plenty of books and vinyl cds.
I loved Tiburtina where I ended up accidentally after almost getting lost in the train station coming from Muratella.
I loved the sunny hot days of May when it could suddenly start pouring out of the blue, you being in the middle of nowhere.
Breathing felt different, leaving trace of tranquillity and calm. I was in peace. You know the feeling when you feel your muscles relax, when the “I couldn’t care less” mode is on and it’s the best feeling in the world?  Exactly. Indeed, what I am writing is nothing out of the ordinary, but my state was such that I couldn’t stop myself from smiling. It felt like smiling was the only option and trust me I was perfectly ok with it. I was at ease with myself and the universe. I firstly thought “Maybe this is what it feels like when traveling. I should definitely travel more!”. It is so true, however Rome was something different and I was determined to come back someday.

I did! 🙂 Two years later, I came back and this time as a tourist. I had the perfect excuse, not that I needed one, but it was a wonderful, overwhelming excuse Metallica’s concert,2014-07-02 22.02.49

yyaaaaaayyyy \m/. Anyways I wouldn’t miss the chance to wander in that city again. Besides, I was also curious if I would feel the same, now being two years older, now that it wasn’t the first time impression affecting my thoughts and opinions. 2014-07-02 22.02.15I had the warm feelings of brought back memories: “Oh I remember this place!” “I know this spot!” “I’ve walked this street!” “Cross my fingers, will it still be there that shop? I am getting a new pair of vetro di murano earrings!”

It felt exactly the same, the only sweet addition to that was “Finally coming back to somewhere I belong!”.

3 thoughts on “When in Rome…”

  1. I agree with you, Rome is amazing! And Trastevere is one of my happy places there as well. Enjoyed your post and photos.


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