There is a book called The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows, which was created with the idea of putting names to complex emotions not yet given a definition or name in Webster’s Dictionary. It was during my travels that I came to learn many of them…
With every click of the shutter, you’re trying to press pause on your life. If only so you can feel a little more comfortable moving on living in a world stuck on play. -Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows
When one travels, everything they see is new and exciting, but there are always a couple of things or places that are more inspiring than the rest. During my travels to Italy, one of by biggest awe inspiring moments was when I went to Rome. The initial part of the trip was not completely ‘smooth sailing’ shall we say, and I was a bit nervous at it was my first time staying at an Air BNB location. I arrived in Rome late in the evening, after dark, as I had spent the day in Florence before continuing on.
Where I was staying was on the outskirts of Rome, about 25 minutes away by metro from the center of the city. When I stepped off the train the area seemed rather rough, and the people loitering about the train station were a bit sketchy to say the least. So I took a taxi to the BNB, even though it wasn’t far from the station. I did this a lot while in Italy; if it was dark, too late in the evening, or I had luggage, I felt ok with spending a little coin to feel safe. Once there, it took a few minutes bumbling about trying to figure out which side of the building it was on. Luckily, I was saved further running around by my host! Haha!
The following morning I was up and running. I took the metro into the heart of the city, hopped off, headed straight for the Spanish steps, and then on to the Trevi Fountain. Rome is wonderful, because you can walk down a cobblestone street, turn the corner and, bam, run smack into a monument you have been dreaming of seeing since you were 8! No warning really, you just turn a corner thinking you are coming to a break in the road and there it will be! The city was built around the monuments and many are located in these tiny little open squares between the streets. It was at the Trevi Fountain that I discovered the obscure sorrow that would be my companion for the rest of my time in Rome.
“Vemödalen – n. the frustration of photographing something amazing when thousands of identical photos already exist.” –Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows
It was here that I entered the “Selfieverse”. I realized if I posted these photos online or eventually showed them to family members I will have spent thousands of dollars on an experience that I cherished, and my only proof would look as though it could have easily been pilfered from Google Images.
After the Trevi Fountain it was on to the next gem of Rome, the Colosseum, and so my adventure continued….
Proof! I do not seek them, they find me wherever I go!
The next monument truly took me by surprise. These photos are taken and posted in order from what I saw first til the end. The first photo was what I saw when I stepped off the bus from the Colosseum, and the next two were taken as I rounded the corner. The forth is the big reveal photo that left me speechless. The photo does not do it justice, it was huge! The Romans really knew how to make a statement as the opulence of this building had ‘power and strength’ oozing from every marble crevice, as did all of the famed architectural wonders I saw in Rome. Venice took my breath away, but it was Rome that left me speechless. And this is only half the tale…