For Holy Week, my friends and I went to the Eternal City,
Rome. Like everyone in Western
civilization, we have been taught about Roman history and its influences in our
culture today. So we took the
opportunity to finally go and see the places I’d only seen as pictures in my
history books. It didn’t
disappoint. In the 3 days I was there, I
got to see the Roman Forum, Palatine, Coliseum, Trevi Fountain, Pantheon,
Spanish steps, and Vatican City.
Before
getting into Rome, my friends and I memorized a few phrases in Italian to help
us communicate. The only words I knew in
Italian before consisted of food, capiche, and a swear word so learning how to
say “Do you speak English or Spanish?” Parle
Inglese o Spangnolo was much more helpful.
Waiters and clerks would address us in Italian, we’d ask them if they
spoke English, and they usually would. They
would repeat the question, and then we would accidentally answer in Spanish and
the waiter would be confused. More than
once we received a raised eyebrow and a “Where are you from?” Still can’t spit Spanish out in Spain fast
enough, but go to a foreign country where you don’t know the language? All sorts of mental confusion.
Rome was also a little overbearing as well. Because with a list of places to see, came a
list of food to eat……..to quote once of my friends, “If you go to Rome and
don’t gain 5 pounds, you did it wrong.”
I did manage to cross off my food goals as well. I had ravioli, brick-oven pizza, gelato every
day, and a canoli. Canoli’s are apparently
Sicilian, which I did not know…
As I look back at my travels, I’m dedicating my trip to Rome
to my Grandpa Larsen. His birthday was
April 20th, he loved history as much as I did and we enjoyed talking
about it. So here’s to you Grandpa, for
looking out for me and my travels.
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