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Trastevere, Rome

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If ancient ruins and centuries-old churches don’t make you fall in love with Rome, then an afternoon in Trastevere will. We’d spent the day before doing the “Caesar Shuffle” and being typical tourists – waiting in long lines, dealing with crowds and trying to pack as many top ten sights as humanly possible into the length of one day. There’s nothing like seeing the Colosseum in person, but it was exhausting. So the next day  we did the total opposite – nothing. We reserved the day for idle wanderings, walked from our hotel in Rome’s historical center a little ways east across the river, and just when I thought I couldn’t possibly be more charmed by Rome, there Trastevere was.


Trastevere is home to a beautiful old church, the Santa Maria, and directly across the square from it is Sabatini Ristorante. We got a table on the outdoor patio and enjoyed views of the square with a couple of refreshing cocktails.


Santa Maria church was highly recommended in the guide books, but unfortunately I never got to see the inside of it. Rome was blisteringly hot while we were there so I was in short shorts for most of the trip, making church visits off limits for me. Better that I learned my lesson in Trastevere than at the Vatican a couple of days later (more on that coming up).

Follow along with the rest of Rome here and all of my Europe travels here.


The Other Side of Home

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I swear, that archive of photos of mine – it’s the gift that just keeps on giving. Every time I think I’ve finally made my way through it, I unearth something else that sends me spiraling into sentimentality. These two photos, for example, were taken a couple of years ago during a weekend road trip up to Vegas – the city I grew up in and the one I’ll always consider home. When I lived there, I’d drive past the Strip every day on the way to and from home, school and work without batting an eye, totally immune to its glittering facades.

Now, as a tourist, I stay at hotels when I visit just like everyone else and sometimes get to enjoy views like this – tiny faux Paris through a looking glass. Fast forward a couple of years for a shift in perspective and find me in Paris-the-real-thing, staring up in awe at the grandeur of the actual Eiffel Tower, illuminated by thousands of dancing lights. That definitive moment is when H decided to act on months of secret planning, pulled out the ring he’d been hiding/nervously carrying/worried he’d lost, and asked me to marry him. Best day ever.