Yet, the beauty of the city lies between the narrow, vendor lined streets. For one day, I was immersed into the culture and tourist lifestyle of Roma, Italy. I loved exploring the stone monuments.
Etched into the curves and edges of each sculptures are stories and tales of Italian history. There are sculptures of Angels looking over the city — their wings powerfully spread open, their countenance serious. If colored and repaired from weather damaged, each statue could be confused for a live human. Their expressions bear resemblance to the male runway models, serious lips, eyes rich with expression. Their muscles are carefully chiseled — aimed to engender fantasy and imagination, yet proportioned enough to be existing.
Yes, sculptures are beautiful. And yes, the cathedrals are rich with history. But, the most exciting part of any exploration is not sights of the old artifacts. The most exciting part of any vacation is walking the streets, exploring the culture. The native women walk with beautiful brown hair and golden skin, their heads held high with the knowledge that they are a beautiful girl in a beautiful city. The men have alluring smiles, enough to melt a woman’s heart. The illuminating, bright colors of the buildings are one distinction of Italy, letting me know that even though the sun may be going down — the streets will always be bright with color. In my short one day in Roma, I’ve learned so much and am still greedy for so much more. It’s a city filled with history, yes. But also one filled with possibilities.