What was it about Rome this time around? I cannot stop thinking about this city, wishing I was once more strolling the streets of Trastevere, losing myself in ruins, pondering by fountains, shopping at Volpetti and drinking wine in the afternoon. Rome, I adore you.
I have always favoured this ancient city. I recall my first visit in 2003 with my mum. I was floored, stunned by it’s brilliance and completely mesmerised by the vibrant hues of the buildings. It was like a fantasy land, like nothing I had ever seen before. And with each visit I have fallen more and more in love with Rome – its energy, its passion, its respect for tradition and life past and present. Life is valued here, and this reverence for beauty, life and love is infectious. You’re compelled to live well here. And so we did, lodging in Trastevere, exploring all turns and corners of the city, savouring delectable eats (some of the best I’ve ever had) and lazing the evening away with wine and affectionate sunsets.
This is life, this is love, this is Rome.