Places enter my conscious life often through happenings, sentiments, people.
It is nostalgie speaking, possibly, but sitting on Spanish Steps reading a book can suddenly seem like one of the most important goals in life.
I have not travelled for a while.
Little nuances, details of the world begin to feel familiar emotionally in that state of mind.
I did not even know that i wish to be in Rome, until i saw this little 2-minute-getaway-scene of BBC about Rome a few weeks ago. It reminded me immediately the bliss of being away, a bit tired, awake inside, happy to share the dust of the foreign city with someone precious to you.
Spanish Steps reminded me that.
Thinking about Rome, though – i would certainly choose to see Roman Forum, immediately.
My imagination lacks colors for this place.