Impressions of Rome
It has been a long time since I have been to “Roma.” I don’t want to say how many years, but it was in high school! What a different perspective I have on it now. I love it. It is a quaint New York City with freshly made pasta and just-picked tomatoes oozing from every crack in the cobble stone streets. The people are friendly and hospitable and welcoming, and if you get to know them, they like to kiss you on both cheeks to greet you or say good bye.
Our family fits well in Roma. Not only is our last name Costello, but the men in our group all have dark hair and could pass for Italian. Okay, to be honest, my husband is 50% Italian and our children are only 25%. But we felt very comfortable in this city and loved sitting down to our favorite food on every menu. Homemade mozzarella, tomatoes and basil with extra virgin olive oil and balsamic vinegar is a staple at every ristorante.
I feel like we just skimmed the surface in our two-day stay, but we did hit some outstanding highlights and had lots of great meals. Not getting two of our family's suitcases from Czech Airlines could have put a damper on things, but there were shops in every direction and clothes were easily found for dinner and beyond.