7.31.2012

rome day 1


(bikes + vespas galore here.)

Each time I visit a new country--which sounds like it's frequent but really it's been about six times--there's always this moment. You know, when it comes rushing in that you're on an adventure, in a completely new world and about to cross of some bucket list items. Sometimes the rush hits as the plane floats down from the clouds...or it might not happen til a day or two after arrival. In Paris it wasn't until I saw the Eiffel Tower from my hotel balcony.

But Italy...Italy got to work right away. The doors parted after customs, and there stood my driver: a dark haired middle-aged man, top two buttons undone, a cigarette hanging from his mouth, and a sign bearing "Berthany" in all caps.

"You Berthaannie?", he said drawing out my name, pointing and smiling.

Ah, even the misspelling of my name is charming in Italy.

While my bags were stashed at the hotel and my room readied, I strolled over to Piazza del Popolo...and settled my sleepy self for a bout of people-watching on a marble bench. Next to me, an older gentleman read an Italian newspaper. From the center of the piazza, came the sound of someone singing. Almost everyone stopped to watch. I walked toward the center, and there stood a robust, red-faced Italian man, serenading the crowd with the most beautiful opera I've ever heard...fully drowning out the rush of four fountains that surrounded him. He didn't stop singing for the longest time, so I plopped onto a step and pulled out my lunch. After a few minutes, the church bells began to ring. It was about that time that I could barely keep myself together over the absolute beauty of this tiny moment.

It could only be described as something from a 1950's film. Too perfect for words.


My friend Lauren warned me of such things, that Italy will wiggle itself into your heart and make you feel alive in ways you'd forgotten. I was ready for Italy to burrow itself into me, but not aware it would happen so soon. So there I sat in the Piazza del Popolo, eating an apple and crying about how life is so big and yet small all at once...seemingly complicated but all in all, really quite simple.

All because of a song sung by a man whose words I couldn't understand, but whose heart I did. 

Nice one, Italy. Nicely played.

26 comments:

  1. What a special moment, B! I hope the rest of your trip is full of many more heart-catching moments.

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  2. Your way with words is absolutely beautiful. I love reading your blog. Hugs to you, I hope you have a wonderful time in Italy and that you return home renewed and restored <3

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  3. haha I remember this piazza, ate at a restaurant nearby. Italy can definitely have this effect on people.

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  4. What a lovely post! It even brought tears to MY eyes and I'm just sitting at my beige desk in Corporate America! Have an amazing time.

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  5. Great post - your words take me there to that moment. Wow. Enjoy your continuing journey!

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  6. Oh, Bethany!

    What a beautiful post. I'm so glad you are off on this adventure and that it is impacting you so well.

    Continue to enjoy the time and take in the special times.

    Thanks for taking time to write such a beautiful post about your first day there.

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  7. Thank you for sharing this moment with us, Bethany. What a beautiful image.

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  8. Must. Travel. Now.

    So happy for you...seems like your trip is off to a perfect start :)

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  9. Aww yay! Sounds like this trip is exactly what you needed. Glad to hear that you're already in love with Italy :)

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  10. Beautifully written 'Berthany'. You are able to bring your readers right there with you. I could almost hear the opera competing with the sound of fountains.

    Loulou

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  11. This reminds me of the song "moments" from Into The Woods by Stephen Sondheim.

    ... anyone? Anyone?

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  12. What a lovely post! I'm so jealous! I'd love to see Italy!

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  13. What a beautiful experience Bethany! I'd probably be crying right there with you. I hope you have the most amazing time in Italy!

    xoxo,
    Joelle

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  14. You certainly encapsulated the beauty of that moment through your words!
    So glad you're having such a lovely time. Enjoy every moment

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  15. i'm so jealous.....it's only part of day one and already i'm thinking, wow, how fabulous that you are there !!

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  16. Yep! I LOVE Italy. LOVE. It's magical.

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  17. You are Adorbs!! Loving you Berthanie! The travel bug is beginning to tug at my heart a little bit...

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  18. It sounds like you're already having an incredible trip, and I hope that holds up the entire time you're there (not that I have any doubt that it will).
    I wish I were there...
    <3 Kiersten

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  19. Sounds like you're having a great time :-) thank you for the wonderful post, can't wait to hear more!

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  20. What a magical moment! And gorgeous writing! I can't wait to hear more about your trip. Enjoy every moment!

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  21. looks like you're having a beautiful trip! amaizng photographs xx

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  22. Thank you for sharing your trip with us!! I'm so happy for you that you got the break you needed :) You should share a tutorial sometime about how you edit your pictures - they're always so light and fresh and beautiful! Wishing you a wonderful day :) xoxo eliza

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  23. Oh my gosh...I actually teared up. What a beautiful moment!

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