words by an ambitious, travel-bug-infested, 23 year old me~
turn your head left. turn your head right; sights to amaze abound. witness time-worn and eroded ruins, shining sculptures of marble, and cobblestone city streets with history seeping out from underneath the mortar.
in rome, pieces of the ancient world meet your gaze with the sagacity afforded them by centuries of standing and witnessing the world’s story. as i faced the colosseum i couldn’t help but think of all the life those arched walls of the grand oval have seen, all they have heard.