(Foreword: This is going to get corny pretty fast, as childhood nostalgia often does.)
At the age of 6, I read every night for around an hour. This sounds impressive, but really I read the same book over and over again, on an endless loop. It’s not one of Dr. Seuss’s most popular books; it just happened to be the only one of his books I owned. Out of necessity, I grew to love “Oh, the Places You’ll Go!” and definitely had most of its passages memorized at one point in time. None of it made sense to me. I never thought about it on a deeper level; I simply read it at face value and admired the Doctor’s illustrations. Actually, I have a theory that Dr. Seuss could have been a Pop Artist as famous as Andy Warhol himself if he’d blown up his drawings and filled in the blanks with funky colors…
“KID YOU’LL MOVE MOUNTAINS!”
Now that I’m in Rome, I feel that if I still owned that book, I would be feeling MIND-BLOWN after every line. (Yes, I’m talking about a children’s book.) I’ve been here roughly 11 or 12 days, and my theory is to say YES to everything, kind of like that mediocre Jim Carrey movie. Do you want to get dinner? Sure! Do you want to go to Paris? Of course! Do you want to check out the Coliseum at night even though you said you wanted to fall asleep in 10 minutes? Eh, I guess so.
“Out there things can happen, and frequently do,
To people as brainy and footsy as you.”
As a result, I’ve visited random destinations in Rome and planned several trips in just the past week. It’s pretty exciting. In the future, I’ll have to compile a list of cafes, bars and dining establishments for potential-John-Cabot-students/potential-world-travelers. Lucky me, I’ve met a medley of wonderful, personable travel buddies here. Everyone is like-minded, hungry to travel and hungry to explore random Roman places. I have Paris, Amsterdam and Budapest to look forward to out-of-the-country and countless art museums and sites to look forward to in Rome itself. Top priority in the next two weeks is an Andy Warhol Exhibit; it leaves the city at the end of September, unfortunately. I’ll be excited to experience a Postmodern Art exhibit in a city as ancient as Rome. Pop Art and cobblestone don’t necessarily make sense together…
“And when things start to happen, don’t worry, don’t stew.
Just go right along, you’ll start happening too!”
(But, seriously, somehow a man who wrote for toddlers is more inspirational to me at 21 than anyone I’ve ever seen in a TED Talk. I may be developmentally challenged…)
I’ll keep you readers (I am very aware that by “readers,” I mean my parents. Thanks for reading everything I write, Mel & John!) updated on School Life, Clubs, Roman Adventures and International Adventures. To end this post, I’d like to share some visual documentation of this past week: