This weekend entailed tackling the colossal Rome.
I left with the school bright and early at 5am for the Eternal City. I spent most of the time traveling there asleep. I would probably need it.
We entered the Lazio region and soon found ourselves arriving upon Roma.
The city is drenched in history, culture, and art. As we transversed the city, countless monuments, dig-sites, and fantastic architecture stood dominant all around.
Our first stop would be to explore the Arch of Constantine, the Colosseum, and the Roman Forum.
As we stepped off of the bus, the iconic Colosseum stood as mightily as ever.
We were followed in to view the interior of the famed structure. The interior was just as fascinating as the exterior.
You could sense the empowering atmosphere that this stadium held. Holding games of violence, sport of the death, gladiators pitted against exotic animals, and even water-ship battles. This was the ultimate spectacle for the time period. To experience such intense entertainment would be unfathomable.
The Colosseum
I encircled the entire arena and fully digested my ancient surroundings.
Assassin's Creed: Brotherhood takes place in Rome, and the Colosseum is a major feature in the story arc. I cannot wait to see how the game utilizes such an incredible setting.
I soon hurried out; it was time to visit the Roman Forum. Luckily, the sacred site is literally right next to the Colosseum.
The Roman Forum is an expansive area that covers a couple of miles.
Roman Forum
As you explore the ancient grounds, a brilliant sense of the past blossoms all around.
Broken temples, monuments to Jupiter, market forums, and numerous bathhouses are scattered throughout these ruins of Ancient Rome.
Losing all sense of reality, you can fully imagine yourselves in Ancient Rome, listening as the busy streets clamor with the noise of life. Very transformative.
At the farther reaches of the Forum, lay a sporting ground. It was an amazing contrast to the marble grounds of the Forum.
Chariot racing and Romanic games were played on these green fields.
Roman Arena
What I love most about the Forum is that it provides enough for the imagination to stimulate the rest of the picture. Since many of the structures are only shadows of their former selves, our imagination is able to conjure the grand, true splendor of how these colossal structures looked. It allows us to participate in the discovery of Ancient Rome.
Quite involving stuff...
Oh, and I found some more scary doors:
After stepping into Ancient Rome, we soon boarded the bus for a taste of a different type of Roman history.
Vatican City, the center of Christendome:
We were going to be led by a tour guide through the famed Vatican Museums.
The Museums house an exhaustive amount of relics, artworks, and historical artifacts.
This broken piece garnered quite a bit of attention:
We observed classical tapestries:
Once more, I found the reoccurring bathtubs:
We explored the famed Museum of Maps:
Here is one of the only portraits we have of Julius Caesar:
I saw that this huge pot that was just waiting to fall on someone:
Some Egyptian artifacts were also to be found:
Awe-inspiring marble sculptures:
The symbol of the Papacy was roped off, prohibiting visitors from walking upon the sacred sign.
Brilliant artworks remained apparent throughout the tour:
Gotta love the security on this work:
I think such precaution comes from a past incident. I can just imagine the ridiculous things some visitors most have tried to pull off.
We then moved into the famous, Raphael Rooms:
The School of Athens:
The representation of how the great masters of his age are taking the persona of ancient thinkers is quite fascinating.
Across from the School of Athens, a fascinating depiction of the siege of Troy is concocted by Raphael:
If you look closely, the classic Aeneas can be seen carrying his farther out of the burning city.
We then began to see signs directing us to the most illustrious site in all of Vatican City, The Sistine Chapel.
Endless corridors and signs kept taunting us:
No photos or videos are allowed in the Sistine Chapel, thus the best I can provide is a shot I captured of the outside:
Amazing, right?
Finally, we were led into the darkly lit, yet incredibly jam-packed chapel.
Oh my god...
Michelangelo's work on the Sistine Chapel is god-like. The scale, depth, precision, and detail are impeccable. The scope is vast, while the colors beautifully blooming.
Michelangelo's work surrounds much of the chapel, and to be able to experience such a master's work on such a vast scale is truly daunting. Everything from the Last Judgment to the Creation of Adam is just downright outstanding.
It should also be noted that the restoration work, completed in 2000, is revolutionary. A small part of the chapel was left unrestored, in order to showcase how it used to be. The comparison is jaw-dropping. The excessive amount of smoke, dirt, and debris that developed in the Sistine Chapel over time is quite disturbing. Luckily, the restoration team has done a fabulous job in restoring Michelangelo's masterpiece to its original glory.
Another thing that should be noted is that are other works by Botticelli, Bernini, and Raphael also in the Sistine Chapel. The only problem is that they're just dwarfed by Michelangelo's opus. They're quite impressive, and I'm sure they would gain much more recognition if they were in another location. Oh well, I guess having your work alongside Michelangelo's is an honor in itself.
After such a visceral experience, we were led into the Vatican Crypt.
In this pathway, the many popes, as well as Saint Peter are buried within.
Sorry for the lack of quality, but it was quite dark in the crypt.
The amount of visitors walking these corridors was extraordinary. Visitors from all over the world had made the pilgrimage. The tomb of Saint Peter was quite intriguing, giving a realistic perspective to something only heard of.
Raphael is even entombed here:
We soon came up to ground-level, which led to Saint Peter's Square.
The piazza was fully encompassing.
St. Peter's Basilica
The famed Vatican guards stood on watch:
To the left, was Saint Peter's Basilica, the heart of Christendome.
As we entered, I was asked to take my hat off. Not a problem.
Saint Peter's Basilica is, without question, the most extraordinary church I've ever visited. While it may sound like a cliche, there's a damn good reason for it.
The Church is MASSIVE and FULL of an array of fantastic artifacts.
It houses an incredible amount of work from some of the most talent artists of the Renaissance, alongside being architecturally exquisite.
The Pieta stood as silky, and gorgeous as ever.
Bernini's bronze alter took center stage within the Basilica:
Walking through the spacious site, an incredible sense of inspiration and awakening slowly begins to encompass you. It comes from numerous sources. The historical and culture relevance, along with the importance such a sacred place has on the world.
The growth I found within these walls was uplifting, reflective, and gratifying. Yet I'm only 20, imagine what an elderly would feel reflecting on their own past while in Saint Peter's Basilica.
It is truly a special place for us mortals to treasure.
With night rapidly approaching, I quickly sent two postcards off from Vatican City (which curiously have yet to be received).
Vatican City is an unequivocally, essential endeavor for anyone remotely near Italy. Its significance is not only of Christianity. It represents the extent of humanities' possibility. It encompasses some of the finest paintings, artworks, and sculptures the world has ever seen. And more importantly, provides the quintessential taste of the Italian past, present, and spiritual future.
After leaving Saint Peter's Square, we boarded the bus and headed for the hotel.
The next day was going to involve trailing through the historical monuments of central Rome, while taking the city's sights, culture, and most importantly, flavor.
What could go wrong?
Monday, December 6, 2010
Friday, December 3, 2010
My First Giallo!
In class, sometime back, we were presented with a Giallo to read!

Wicked!
DOVE YUKIO? takes place in Rome, involving numerous exchange students searching for their lost Japanese classmate.
Although the story was quite predictable and childish, it was STILL a full-on Italian mystery.
I think I'm going to watch a Giallo now...
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Wicked!
DOVE YUKIO? takes place in Rome, involving numerous exchange students searching for their lost Japanese classmate.
Although the story was quite predictable and childish, it was STILL a full-on Italian mystery.
I think I'm going to watch a Giallo now...
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Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Battle of Forli
Traveling back from Longiano to Florence allows a stop in Forli.
What's so special about Forli, might you ask? While it boasts authentic Italian culture, ancient architecture, and some distinguishable scenery, its main attraction is the fact that it's featured in Assassin's Creed II.
Yes, this is a continuation of my secondary mission in visiting the many locales of Assassin's Creed II.
Stopping off the local station of Forli, I jetted off towards the center of the town.
I visited one of the grand churches of the town and more importantly, a key location in the AC:II.
I explored the many bell and clock towers scattered throughout Forli.
I then ventured into the farther reaches of the town to uncover Rocca di Ravaldino:
This now, ancient castle was once quite prominent in real-life. It was a major defense point for the many citizens living within the vicinity. Ravaldino was ruled by Caterina Sforza, a major figure in both real life and the AC:II.
Rocca di Ravaldino
I was enthralled by the design of the castle. It was quite unique to anything I'd seen before.
While moving closer to the structure, I noticed that the interior of the castle was not accessible. But what shocked me was the fact that the castle has now become a prison, of sorts.
Numerous guards patrolled the balcony with guns, while steep fences pervaded around the entire parameter. Quite the discovery!
I circled the premises, and took some time get my Ezio on:
I picked up a rock from a broken wall as a WICKED souvenir:
Afterward, I settled in a nearby cafe titled very appropriately:
The view was quite opportune:
The cafe took in the spirit of Halloween nicely:
Afterward, I trotted back to the station. On the way, I found a Blockbuster!
I entered in and found some cool items that help define the time frame:
Plus, La Terza Madre!
While Blockbuster seems to falling apart in the States, it seems to be booming here in Italy. But wait, I was the only customer in the store...
I found a Pac-Man plastered on a random wall:
On the way to the station, I stopped by a local bus stop, inquiring to see if a forthcoming bus would also be traveling in the same direction.
While reading the incomprehensible Italian bus directions, I noticed a tiny old lady sitting on the bench, also waiting for a bus.
She reluctantly asked me for the time. Stumbling to use my amazing Italian, I provided her with the time of day. Humbled by my tenacity to use Italian, she began conversing with me.
It was one of the most extraordinary conversations I've ever heard. She knew not an ounce of English, but we were able to communicate through my broken Italian and visual language.
We conversed about our background, past experiences, and my future ambitions.
Before I left, she began to formulate a sentence, but was having much trouble putting it together. She kept repeating, "Buno fortuna" or good fortune. In Italian, the word, Luck, doesn't exist, so she was relating it to the closest meaning, fortune. When asked whether she meant, "Good luck", she responded with an enthusiastic, "Yes."
Before leaving, I snapped a photo of her for the memory books.
An unforgettable encounter.
I eventually found the station and took the next train back to Florence.
A pleasant day, paced at an unusual, normal tempo.
What's so special about Forli, might you ask? While it boasts authentic Italian culture, ancient architecture, and some distinguishable scenery, its main attraction is the fact that it's featured in Assassin's Creed II.
Yes, this is a continuation of my secondary mission in visiting the many locales of Assassin's Creed II.
Stopping off the local station of Forli, I jetted off towards the center of the town.
I visited one of the grand churches of the town and more importantly, a key location in the AC:II.
I explored the many bell and clock towers scattered throughout Forli.
I then ventured into the farther reaches of the town to uncover Rocca di Ravaldino:
This now, ancient castle was once quite prominent in real-life. It was a major defense point for the many citizens living within the vicinity. Ravaldino was ruled by Caterina Sforza, a major figure in both real life and the AC:II.
Rocca di Ravaldino
I was enthralled by the design of the castle. It was quite unique to anything I'd seen before.
While moving closer to the structure, I noticed that the interior of the castle was not accessible. But what shocked me was the fact that the castle has now become a prison, of sorts.
Numerous guards patrolled the balcony with guns, while steep fences pervaded around the entire parameter. Quite the discovery!
I circled the premises, and took some time get my Ezio on:
I picked up a rock from a broken wall as a WICKED souvenir:
Afterward, I settled in a nearby cafe titled very appropriately:
The view was quite opportune:
The cafe took in the spirit of Halloween nicely:
Afterward, I trotted back to the station. On the way, I found a Blockbuster!
I entered in and found some cool items that help define the time frame:
Plus, La Terza Madre!
While Blockbuster seems to falling apart in the States, it seems to be booming here in Italy. But wait, I was the only customer in the store...
I found a Pac-Man plastered on a random wall:
On the way to the station, I stopped by a local bus stop, inquiring to see if a forthcoming bus would also be traveling in the same direction.
While reading the incomprehensible Italian bus directions, I noticed a tiny old lady sitting on the bench, also waiting for a bus.
She reluctantly asked me for the time. Stumbling to use my amazing Italian, I provided her with the time of day. Humbled by my tenacity to use Italian, she began conversing with me.
It was one of the most extraordinary conversations I've ever heard. She knew not an ounce of English, but we were able to communicate through my broken Italian and visual language.
We conversed about our background, past experiences, and my future ambitions.
Before I left, she began to formulate a sentence, but was having much trouble putting it together. She kept repeating, "Buno fortuna" or good fortune. In Italian, the word, Luck, doesn't exist, so she was relating it to the closest meaning, fortune. When asked whether she meant, "Good luck", she responded with an enthusiastic, "Yes."
Before leaving, I snapped a photo of her for the memory books.
An unforgettable encounter.
I eventually found the station and took the next train back to Florence.
A pleasant day, paced at an unusual, normal tempo.
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