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I went for a late night stroll the other evening, and I suddenly became totally aware that I had returned to an unfortunate but necessary reality. The constant buzzing of passing vehicles was replaced with the soft ttsshh of breeze blowing through trees. Dark dead-end streets stood in place of the soft glow radiating from streetlights and small cafes. I find myself noticing certain architectural details that I had never before seen. Did I somehow, through the rollercoaster ride that we call Rome, attach myself to the city? As quickly as our time passed there, it was still enough for me to find myself lusting after city life. Only lusting, for I cannot say that I had truly fallen in love. That takes time.

Once again, here I sit, back in my old stomping ground of Auburn. One of my girlfriends and I went to see the new film Angels and Demons today. I got so excited seeing monuments that I walked past, or saw at the very least, daily. I'll miss Rome. Even with all it's negatives. But without the sour things, one would not understand the sweet.

A (souvenir) bottle of Brunello di Montalcino silently awaits for that special occasion to be uncorked and enjoyed. I can only hope that upon the first taste, my mind will be flooded with memories and I'll look back and smile.

A Barcelona!

Today is the last day I'm to experience Italian sunshine. I have a flight out this evening and will be staying until Wednesday night. I'll let you know how the adventure goes.