bella roma

Before my flight to Rome I traveled to Mexico to visit my family. It was really great to see them for Christmas and New Years. I was especially thankful for being spoiled with my mom’s cooking. My mouth waters as I remember eating tameles, tortas, tostadas, tacos dorados y azados etc. My flight back to the States was a bit stressful since my bags were lost.  After ten hours of travel with layovers, this was the last thing I wanted to deal with. Thankfully, I received a call around midnight that my bags were found and was asked to go pick them up from the airport. After a couple of hours of sleep, it was time for me to unpack and pack again to prepare for my trip to Rome.

I recall arriving to the airport, to travel to Rome, with an unsettling feeling of “what did I just get myself into?” As I began to board the plane; I was reminded of the struggles faced by my parents when we settled to a new home in the United States. I was fortunate to learn English at a young age; however my family wasn’t – they only know Spanish till this day. I had forgotten of the privilege that comes along with knowing another countries national language. Once on land, a simple thing like, hailing a taxi felt like the most impossible of tasks to accomplish. I spent the remainder of the week exploring and becoming familiar with the surrounding of UW Rome center. I realized that Rome is a walking city and the cobble stones in the ground just add to Rome’s beauty; with or without pain in the palms of your feet. My general impression of the citizens of Rome is that they tend to be out late at night for dinner; which is afterwards greeted with a walk underneath the night-blue sky decorated with the stars. Whether; one explores Rome during the day or late at night – leading to early morning, Roma es bella. In my opinion, youth back home and in Rome tend to be out roaming the streets late at night. However, a difference that I have noticed is that youth tend to gather outside of bars and restaurants late at night; which is rarely seen back home.

For now this is all.  There is more to explore, many more places to see, more food to eat, and more formagio.

Ciao,

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