Well hello Rome, it's been awhile. Almost two years and three months. My my, how things have changed. I think I've gotten the better of you since the last time I was here. You seem much the same and I, well, I'm different. It's amazing what time, concentration and focus can do for you when you set yourself to it. I had a hard time seeing myself as a complete person when I was here last - I truly believed part of myself had been damaged or lost. Turns out I was wrong and I couldn't be happier about it.
Thank you Rome, for reminding me today why I love you so much. The standing only caffe bars, the lingering wine bottles, the constant subtle hint that I am a small speck in human time compared to you. I visit you today in anticipation of my one year wedding anniversary. Two years and three months ago, I couldn't have fathomed that. But here we are Rome, together again. I didn't realize how much I missed you until I saw you again. Here's to many years to come and many more stories to tell. Starting..... Now.
I had forgotten Rome. What it was like to be here. The crowdedness of it, the way it has stood the test of time, the way it makes me feel alive in a way I can't explain. Everything is here. Everything is amazing. I walked to several corners of Rome today and never once did I feel threatened for walking alone as a female. I walked into a crowded and popular cafe and grabbed a table for one - something most cafes aren't a fan of , but still got treated just the same as everyone else. More than anything, I just got to be. Other than working my body from Austin time to Rome time, there is nothing to do. Only wine to drink, pasta to order and gelato to enjoy. I can't understand a word 90% of these people say, and I still find watching them fascinating. Maybe it's the romance of it all. Rome. Synonymous with some of the great love stories of all time. I know this country played a huge part in mine. There are only two places other than where I was born that I felt at home. Took me five years to fine Austin and ten to find Rome. Both equally worth the wait.
Thank you Rome, for reminding me today why I love you so much. The standing only caffe bars, the lingering wine bottles, the constant subtle hint that I am a small speck in human time compared to you. I visit you today in anticipation of my one year wedding anniversary. Two years and three months ago, I couldn't have fathomed that. But here we are Rome, together again. I didn't realize how much I missed you until I saw you again. Here's to many years to come and many more stories to tell. Starting..... Now.
I had forgotten Rome. What it was like to be here. The crowdedness of it, the way it has stood the test of time, the way it makes me feel alive in a way I can't explain. Everything is here. Everything is amazing. I walked to several corners of Rome today and never once did I feel threatened for walking alone as a female. I walked into a crowded and popular cafe and grabbed a table for one - something most cafes aren't a fan of , but still got treated just the same as everyone else. More than anything, I just got to be. Other than working my body from Austin time to Rome time, there is nothing to do. Only wine to drink, pasta to order and gelato to enjoy. I can't understand a word 90% of these people say, and I still find watching them fascinating. Maybe it's the romance of it all. Rome. Synonymous with some of the great love stories of all time. I know this country played a huge part in mine. There are only two places other than where I was born that I felt at home. Took me five years to fine Austin and ten to find Rome. Both equally worth the wait.
