Italy-Leaving

While I’ve got plenty more pictures to post upon our return, we’re headed to the airport shortly.

As we leave Rome for the second time, I wish we could stay longer.

Both times we’ve been to Rome, we’ve come away feeling like we were in a big, not-so-clean city, with old, interesting architecture in the oddest places.

Maybe the sadness of leaving is because we know that Rome is a gateway to so many places we treasure, even those we haven’t seen yet.

But maybe, just maybe, Rome has grown on us. A city that was the capitol of the world for so long, and now just the capitol of Italy. And yet, in different corners of the city, it has a magnetic pull.

Whether it’s Piazza Navona at night, or the sheer might of St. Peter’s. Or Cul de Sac, our favorite restaurant here.

As is said in Rome, you throw a coin in the Trevi fountain with your loved one, in the hopes that you will both return. We threw coins four years ago, and have made our way back.

I leave Italy with a slightly clearer picture of our family, those that emigrated over 100 years ago to America in search of a better life. When we started this journey, I couldn’t imagine them giving up the joys of this country for a new one. And yet, they found a better life, bringing with them a heritage they were initially ashamed to embrace, but came to be proud of. I sense their pride as I walk the streets here, and can’t wait to return again.

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My goal in life is to fill my family’s passports with stamps, creating buckets of memories along the way. You’ll find me writing about realistic ways for normal people to travel the world, whether you’re on a budget or enjoy luxury. I also enjoy taking us on the occasional detour to explore the inner workings of the travel industry.

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