While in Italy I was determined to eat pizza. There were not thick extra cheese slices like in NY but it was still delicious.
I watched as my friends climbed the ruins of the Colosseum. I was afraid of heights and no part of it looked stable even though it’s been around since 80 AD.
Though my time in Rome was brief the impression was lasting. There was one more stop to go, then back to Brooklyn, and off to Concord.