Home of Pizza, a volcano, quintessential Italian scenes, loud (actually very loud) Italians, brilliant sea food and the gateway to the Mediterranean Sea.
As the Italian countryside bathed in beautiful sunlight whizzes past my train window, I can’t help but feel heartbroken that this adventure is over. But, that means I get to go home just in time to start the festivities to my little brothers wedding. I can’t believe Scooby is getting married!!!
The Trevi fountain is the very stuff of which dreams are made. Neptune and his merpeople taming the ocean waters depicted in stone is a vision of mythical proportions. And maybe that is why even though I avoid cliché-d experiences like the plague, I couldn’t help throwing coins over my shoulder and making a wish. Met a lovely young French couple from Marseille whose kids made the cutest wishes.
And just like I had at the gates of the Colosseum, I caught myself wondering how I would have never guessed that there would be a day when I would be putting my knowledge about Roman numerals from the second grade in school to use, in order to read dates inscribed on the Pantheon. It’s as surreal a realisation as it can get.
Life has brought me a very very long way. To a time when I can carve out magical days for myself instead of waiting for the cosmos to make them happen. I’m thanking all the 2000 Roman Gods in whose honour Julius Agrippa originally had this building commissioned.
Happy Birthday Roma!!!!
PS: Check out the statue of Julius Ceasar’s on the side of the street.
I love love love this restaurant and am so charmed by all these old waiters who have been super nice to me.
Watching the parade at Walt Disney World to celebrate the New Year. The creation of my Picasa account and the travel blog was for the purpose of sharing memories from this brilliant day.
To celebrate I’m drinking milk from a bottle whose cap is a salute to Minnie.
Wasn’t Meryl Streep’s speech at the Golden Globes absolutely riveting??!!