Class Trip to the Spanish Steps


As a hazy dusk descended over Rome, we caught the tram into the old city and wandered past all of the historic sights whose names had filtered into our imaginations through generations of pop culture: the Tiber River, the Pantheon, the Trevi Fountain. All of them, predictably, were packed by tourists, each one trying desparate to take photos that would make it seem like they alone had encountered these landmarks in their most pristine, unmolested state.

But the throngs of visitors (not to mention the vendors lurking around to sell them stuff, and the few locals passing by who pretended to ignore the whole scene) provided ample amusement for me. Also, apparently, for this young Polish girl, who spoke enough English to tell us that she was on a class field trip and that she was enjoying it very much.

This entry was written by Christopher DeWolf , posted on Friday May 11 2007at 12:05 pm , filed under Europe and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink . Post a comment below or leave a trackback: Trackback URL.

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