I remember when my dad used to look so tall and lean. Of course, I was much shorter and he was much thinner and younger then. Rome had that “parental decay” effect on me. I believe I was 14 when I first visited Rome, and I don’t remember it being anything like it is today. I remember it being cleaner, better preserved and less touristy. I wasn’t too keen on the idea of going back, but I’m glad I did.
This has been one exciting week of sailing! I’ve jumped from a cliff, partied at a club located on it’s own island, tried to outrun a drug dealer and swallowed an unprecedented number Jager Bombs. I’m pooped, but it’s on to Rome from here.
Anyone who knows me well, knows that I think Santorini is the most beautiful place on Earth. However, after a quick stop in Herceg Novi, Montenegro I wasn’t sure where I’d prefer having a summer home. Following the climb up the Kanli Kula Fortress, my friends and I drove to the Bay of Kotor for one memorable hike up to the Cathedral of Our Lady of Health and the top of the old city walls. I’m still sore just thinking about doing two hiking climbs back to back.
