Viva Italia!

The weather in Rome on Wednesday, yesterday, was awful.  My umbrella flipped over many times as it was VERY windy, and for a minute I thought that I was in Chicago.  As miserable and cold as it was, without having a heavier coat, I kept pushing myself to walk all around instead of staying in my hotel room under the warm covers.  I went back to the Spanish Steps and this time, it looked beautiful, although the weather was not.  I think having colorful umbrellas around as well as having daylight helped. 

I was moved by the Pantheon as it was built in 126 AD.  As I mentioned before, seeing something that is almost 2,000 years old makes you feel something that I cannot accurately describe in words.  I always wonder at the marvels of architecture of antiquity because there is a sense of connection I feel.  Again, it’s something that I simply cannot express in words.

Last night I had my best meal so far in Rome at a place called Matricianella.  I never had ravioli that was so large (each piece was at least  3″ x 3″) and so damn amazing.  I know I will never have this in Chicago.  Then, the dessert, was a masterpiece.  It was a whole poached pear, poached in vanilla, with warm Callebaut chocolate draped on top.  It was mouth watering!  I went to bed ridiculously satisfied…

Today was far better for weather as I started my day off at the Borghese Gallery.  Unfortunately, because I was spoiled by seeing Michelangelo’s Sistine Chapel, I wasn’t that impressed.  I was so very eager to see Bernini’s APOLLO AND DAPHNE as well as PLUTO AND PROSERPINA that I regretted seeing Michelangelo first.  I realize, of course, that this isn’t a fair comparison.  But sometimes you cannot help the way you feel.  Nor can you expect HOW you’re going to react until the moment you’re in front of the art/architecture, which leads me to the next delight…

I was in a cab with the most gorgeous man I have ever seen.  I don’t know why he wasn’t on the pages of MEN’S HEALTH, but I was glad he wasn’t.  As I honestly couldn’t keep my eyes off of him, I was glad (I think he noticed my staring so I was embarrassed) he dropped me off by a taxi near my next sightseeing  adventure, The Colosseum.  When I saw the wonder, I was smiling from ear to ear as it was breathtaking to me.  I actually felt “weird” for smiling so much!  I didn’t expect this reaction as the structure is so iconic.  But being in the space and knowing that it was built between 70-80 AD and envisioning the gladiators in battle, it was…again…WHOA.  No words can describe the feeling unless you experience it yourself.  Therefore, TRAVEL! 

Of course, as I am writing this at almost 1:00 a.m. in Rome, I will go to bed dreaming about what I will do tomorrow.  Viva Italia!

The Pantheon
Huge marble foot at
Borghese Gallery.

The Colosseum.


A modern masterpiece.


About Blogatrixx

I took a solo trip to Istanbul in May, 2012 that changed me forever. It started my passion for travel, and it also ignited my passion for photography. This blog was created to express and appreciate the beauty of life through my travels.
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