I took the train from the airport into Rome this morning. It seemed lke a matter-of-fact trip to everyone else, but I was still bowled over as the train passed the Roman Gates to the city (over 2,ooo years old) just before it arrived at the Rome Termini train station. Nobody else even looked up. I guess to an Italian it is just like us when we drive past another Victorian house. I don't care. I am still bowled over.
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