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Insights From Italy—Day 2: Following the crowds in Rome

The Colosseum in Rome

I’m sitting in a hotel room in Rome, wandering how, in the blink of an eye, I find myself halfway around the world. Wasn’t it just this morning I sat, waiting, in the Calgary Airport? No, that was yesterday already. We’ve crossed datelines and covered continents. A night passed—although it wasn’t marked by closing my eyes and waking up rested seven or eight hours later. I did sleep at one point, but was wakened by someone asking me to move so they could get past me to get to the washroom. Oh well, I did get to watch the new Robin Hood movie, with Russell Crow. I’ve been wanting to see that.  I also watched Letters to Juliet (for the third time) and managed to get in part of The Blind Side, before we touched down in the bumpiest landing I’ve ever experienced. I didn’t realize it at the time, but I was getting my first taste of Italian driving!

Despite all the warnings about travel in Europe, we made it through the airport, easily and effortlessly and were soon experiencing our first taxi-ride in Italy. Yes, they do drive bumper to bumper at 140 kms per hour.

Even though we were both tired, we disregarded our bodies cries for just a little cat-nap and took off sight-seeing with bottles of water,  jackets (not sure why; it was warm and very humid) and a small map of central Rome I’d printed off the computer.

Finding the sights in Rome, we quickly discovered, is easy: just follow the crowds. Today they led us to the Spanish Steps, Trevi Fountain and, of course, the Colosseum.

Our plan is to get up before sunrise tomorrow morning and head down to the Colosseum again to capture some pictures at sunrise. Stay tuned…I hope to upload the pics with tomorrow’s blog.

Now, finally, I get to close my eyes and sleep!!!!

Spanish Steps

Ron at Trevi Fountain

Trevi Fountain

Insights from Italy—Day 1: I was meant to fly!

Waiting…I don’t mind really. It’s relaxing and I can let my mind wander as opposed to the business of packing and preparing…endlessly searching my mind to try to ensure I’ve remembered everything we need for the trip.

Now I sit with a steaming latte in a comfy chair, watching the planes come and go. It’s interesting. As I pull my gaze from the still-pink morning sky, I notice the other passengers—some chatting enthusiastically, eager to get going on an adventure with friends or family; others, filling the chasm of time alone with their laptop or newspaper.

Then there’s the…fast forward…we’re on board now, the plane has reached cruising altitude and the seat-belt sign is off. I pull my journal out again and continue writing.

I was meant to fly!! I love the sensations—all of them, even the turbulence we’re now experiencing—but the take-off is my favorite part. We taxi endlessly, it seems, and then it happens. Sometimes there’s a pause, but today just a turn of the big bird as we align with the take-off strip. The engines roar (we’re sitting over the left wing, so it’s particularly loud) and suddenly my chest is sucked back into my seat. It’s an effort to tilt my head, even slightly, to look out the window. Even a deep breath takes a concerted effort. I think most people simply forget to breathe in those magical (or scary—depending on your views of flying) few seconds.

I love the power. I feel it all around and through me. I’m one with the aircraft—heavy and earthbound one minute, then suddenly light and free. I will never understand the science behind it; it’s enough for me just to be a part. Yes, I was meant to fly.

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