In Rome, it feels like there are two seperate dimensions simultaneously. That of construction sometimes older than Christ, and then that of our modern era. Their coexistence does not seem to come without tension, but the Roman people seem to always place one priority first: preserve their ancient architecture. What appears to come from this is something uniquely European- a new building may complete with ruins sitting in its lobby. Such respect for their ancestors and their history is enviable.
Today was a calm to Rome's tourist storm. We took the train to the west coast and have spent the day where I am writing from now.
The Mediterranean coast is absolutely gorgeous. It's sedative nature was just the medicine we needed from the havoc. This is by no means is to suggest Italians are modest in their demeanor (far from it, in fact), but instead their words unknown to me on a crowded beach seem to blend with the sound of the waves hitting the sand.
The only thing keeping me from dreading our departure in a few short hours is my even grander expectations of Spain.
Ciao!
-- Post From My iPhone
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