I’ve finally visited the city that was number 2 on my bucket list and spoiler: it completely hit the spot.
I expected my trip to Rome to see me fall hard and fast in love with the city. With Italy, and with every essence of the Italian culture and way of life. I so desperately wanted this trip to make me feel like everyone else does about Rome. For years, I had been told that I would love it, that husband and I had to go.
By day 2, I was hopelessly in love with everything Rome is.
Day 2, we were aimlessly walking around Rome taking in every bit of it’s vibe that we could. We stopped at the sights: the Vatican, Trevi Fountain, the Pantheon – and the many more. We stumbled upon the attractions, took them in in their glory. Each sight had it’s own presence, completely dominating that area of land. But, each one had a hidden story: a hidden meaning. And that’s why I fell for Rome so quickly.
Rome is full of layers – literally and figuratively. Walk along the River Tiber and there’s a cobbled street running lower than it leading to another hidden district. See all the strong, wonderfully design monuments for the Roman Catholic faith, seeing priests and nuns on most corners, but these buildings truly represent power, not faith.
On contrast of all this power, there’s the Italian culture in general. Everyone doing everything on their own time; never rushing. Never really giving a shit about what you think. Polite and friendly. Laid back but also on the go: having quick espresso breaks at the bar and then cracking on with the day ahead.
Maybe this is why it struck a chord with me. Because maybe we’re all like lasagnas too. On face value, we can look like we’re truly got our shit together, dominating everything that we do, but deep down, I know I spend most of my time winging most things that come my way. Secretly hoping I’ve made the right decisions and hoping for the best.
So, thank you Rome for opening my eyes to a country where I hope to spend a lot of time in. Thank you for being the city that’s given me such a buzz yet a huge case of holiday blues. I’ll be back sooner than you think.