Enter, Rome. Exit, Sinner.

My head is spinning right now.  I have been in a whirlwind.  I flew in yesterday, and as soon as I checked into my hotel, I went immediately to the Trevi Fountain.  What I realized is that one cannot take a bad picture of the Trevi.  As I travel the world, I notice how different some landmarks are in reality vs. the lens of the camera.  Some things look more beautiful through the lens and some not.  This is the first time I noticed that all the pictures I have seen of the Trevi look exactly the same from the ones I personally took.  I don’t know why this puzzles me but it just does.  I then went to the Spanish Steps but realized I must return during the daytime as it looked kind of barren as it was dark, and it didn’t look exciting to me, which makes me think that I’m missing something that makes it famous.  I also had roasted chestnuts from a street vendor across from the Trevi followed by some pistachio gelato, and then dinner.  If you are a seafood lover–the tonnarelli pasta with lobster, mussels, clams, and prawns was so delicious that I was already misssing it for when I return to Chicago.  It was so damn good that I’m thinking about it now as I write this, and I just had dinner! 

Now, I realize today was my very first full day in Rome but I must say, if I lost my vision and cannot see any more art or beauty of this world, I would be completely satisfied since I cannot envision seeing a work of art more beautiful than the Sistine Chapel.  It’s beauty and scale in size cannot be described in words.  If I use all the superlatives of all the languages of this world combined, it would still be inadequate to describe the beauty and awe I felt.  When I entered the Chapel, with the dim light, as well as the fact that I couldn’t take pictures, I was slightly disappointed.  But after my eyes adjusted…well…I was…speechless.  If you know the history (which I won’t get into here) of what Michelangelo had to undertake to complete this masterpiece, you will undoubtedly be in awe as well.  To know that painting was not his primary forte makes my brain explode, almost, thinking about Michelangelo’s genius.  The sheer size of the entire Chapel was astounding, especially, again, to work in a medium that was not his primary strength! 

I must confess…I did something that I am not proud of, but at least I’m admitting it to the world.  After my eyes adjusted to the dimness and after being able to fully see Michelangelo’s genius, I cried, although this is not the crime I’m thinking of.  Although you were not allowed to take any pictures, I joined in the numerous others who clicked away even while the guards periodically yelled out, “No pictures!”  I always obeyed the “no picture” rule my entire life (I swear to the blog world!) but this time, I failed.  I failed, I know I failed, and I’m glad I failed!  OMG.  If Michelangelo was alive, I would make it a point to visit him in person and beg forgiveness.  Would he understand???

It is almost 10 p.m. as I write this in Rome, Italy, and there’s only one picture I want to post.  I don’t even want to write about what other beautiful art/architecture I saw and experienced today.  I have sinned inside the Sistine Chapel, and I am not sorry.  I think Michelangelo forgave me because when I got out of the Vatican, I received an email from the Vatican Museum (I reserved tickets on line) with a time stamp of 12:51 pm.  You will understand what I mean when you see my “proof” below…

Words are inadequate to express the beauty and
awe of
Michelangelo’s genius…

Was I lucky, or what???

About Blogatrixx

I took a solo trip to Turkey that changed me. Wanderlust was ignited as well as a passion for photography. I want to keep traveling and discovering our world.
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