2008 Woodie Awards
Ciao, from Italy
Jenna Rignanese
Issue date: 3/22/07 Section: Features
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Breathing in the warm air, I choose to take the walk to school instead of the bus.
The birds are chirping, the flowers are blomming and a envigorating breeze takes my breath away.
The park on the hill is looking brighter than usual.
I can hear the trickling fountains, and the sound of the wind.
There is no one in sight except a few dog walkers off in the distance.
Strolling down the vine-covered path I stop at an opening through the tangled tree branches.
Looking out, I can see the entire city and its sunny glory.
It is springtime here in Rome.
The piazzas are filled with eccentric artists and musicians.
The open-air restaurants are in working order, and their owners stand at their fronts beckoning customers to visit their restaurant.
The American student's break out their flip flops and their skirts, while the Italians are still dressed in their trench coats.
Culturally, they seem to be colder.
In the past weeks, we have traveled to Belgium for the chocolate, and Florence for its beauty, however nothing beats Rome.
There is something in the air here. Something enchanting, and preserved about the city, that makes me always wanting more.
My Roman holiday is half way through.
Marking the midpoint I had visitors from America, which now seems like such a far away land.
My boyfriend came to see me and with him he brought good weather and a bit of home.
Experiencing this place with romance in mind makes it all the more magical and refreshing.
Trying new food, experiencing new places, and meeting new people is what has made the trip worthwhile.
I have found it is important to stay connected to the people in your real life.
Although this is an amazing experience, it will be gone with the wind before you know it.
Spring break is this week, and my friends and I will be traveling down the coast of colorful Spain.
Stay tuned for more next week!
The birds are chirping, the flowers are blomming and a envigorating breeze takes my breath away.
The park on the hill is looking brighter than usual.
I can hear the trickling fountains, and the sound of the wind.
There is no one in sight except a few dog walkers off in the distance.
Strolling down the vine-covered path I stop at an opening through the tangled tree branches.
Looking out, I can see the entire city and its sunny glory.
It is springtime here in Rome.
The piazzas are filled with eccentric artists and musicians.
The open-air restaurants are in working order, and their owners stand at their fronts beckoning customers to visit their restaurant.
The American student's break out their flip flops and their skirts, while the Italians are still dressed in their trench coats.
Culturally, they seem to be colder.
In the past weeks, we have traveled to Belgium for the chocolate, and Florence for its beauty, however nothing beats Rome.
There is something in the air here. Something enchanting, and preserved about the city, that makes me always wanting more.
My Roman holiday is half way through.
Marking the midpoint I had visitors from America, which now seems like such a far away land.
My boyfriend came to see me and with him he brought good weather and a bit of home.
Experiencing this place with romance in mind makes it all the more magical and refreshing.
Trying new food, experiencing new places, and meeting new people is what has made the trip worthwhile.
I have found it is important to stay connected to the people in your real life.
Although this is an amazing experience, it will be gone with the wind before you know it.
Spring break is this week, and my friends and I will be traveling down the coast of colorful Spain.
Stay tuned for more next week!
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