I traveled to Rome for the weekend with 5 friends to experience the beauty of the historical city. Every where you looked there were of ruins, sculptures, monuments, and religious sites. There is really nothing like being surrounded by thousands of years of such a rich past. The streets wind in the way only old city streets do. Our goal was to see the typical tourist sites but we stubbled upon so much more than we expected. We filled our weekend with adventures across the entire city. We did a tour of the Colosseum, visited the Vatican museum, the Roman Forum, St. Peter’s Basilica, Trevi Fountain, the Spanish Steps, and the Pantheon. We got lost many times, or distracted by side streets, but we always eventually found our way. Besides the awe inspiring sites we took in the culture. Rome run at a much different pace than Barcelona. They seem to linger longer in the bistros and cafes, probably because the food was amazing. We with out a doubt had some of our best meals of the trip. By Sunday we had seen all the major attractions and were able to relax and have a leisurely day roaming the streets. As we waited for our flight to arrive we appreciated what an incredible weekend we had. We made memories that will undoubtingly last us a lifetime.
It was at the moment when the phrase we repeated often that weekend, “when in Rome” began to have meaning. It’s about taking the time to enjoy the little moments whether you’re at one of the World’s Seven Wounders of the World or utterly lost. We spent an amazing weekend among friends in one of the prettiest cities in the world. As much as I have learned at my job and becoming accustom to the Spanish culture, my weekend in Rome opened my mind to a whole new way of experiencing the world around me. My favorite comment of the weekend was when I told my friend Jill I was in awe that people got to live in Rome in the height of its greatness and what that must have been like. She responded with “one day people will look back and think they same about they life we are living.” If living your life to become a piece of history is not inspiring enough I don’t know what is.