Above: As night falls, Via della Conciliazione leads to St Peter's Basilica
Story and photos by Brenda J Pederson
October 2016
I hated to leave the Amalfi Coast but I looked forward to returning to Rome for the last few days of my trip.
I travel like a kid. Eyes wide open, head whipping back and forth – sometimes enchanted by the most random things. Listening in on conversations or, at least, the rhythm and music of languages. Seeking the smells that make me hungry. Centro storico, Rome’s center district, is sensory overload for me. So much to see. So much life being lived out in the open.
I watched people and absorbed the energy, while wandering with very little purpose, except to wander. Marveling at all I saw, even if I wasn’t always sure what it was.
This is my preferred way to travel - wandering the streets, sitting in the cafes and assimilating all I’m experiencing. I love museums and attractions but hate waiting in line. During my seven days in Rome I didn’t go into one museum, the Vatican, or any of the “must-see” sights. No catacombs, no palaces or baths. There’s too much to see just wandering. Plus, I love the delightful surprise of stumbling across something magical. My heart and brain were full. I never lacked for something to do. But, next time, next time I’ll tour all the points of interest. I promise… Well, maybe.
My apartment for this final leg of the trip was a block from Trevi Fountain. It is overwhelmingly beautiful. And huge! The Colosseum at night, lit from within, was mesmerizing. I walked through churches, instead of museums, where some of the most incredible art can be found. I popped into the Pantheon during a rainstorm, standing by the magical oculus. I climbed the Spanish Steps – a couple of times - to see the views and view the people. I hung out at Torre Argentina trying to spot cats among the ruins.
I watched Romans scurry about (it rained quite often while I was there) and wondered if they understand how awe-inspiring their city is? Do they see the incredible history, architecture and beauty or is it just part of everyday life? I wish I had asked people that question.
I didn’t see it all, but that would take a lifetime. I didn’t see it all, but I saw enough to fill my head and heart. I experienced enough to know I want to return. And, to make sure I do, I threw a few coins in the fountain.
Travel Tip: I experienced a decent strength earthquake while I was in Rome. Being from Seattle, I know the drill, but it occurred to me it might be different when you’re in a 150+ year-old, brick building and surrounded by others like it. I decided I should be more aware of how to handle natural disasters in the areas I travel.
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