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Everyone is a photographer in Rome. So much so that you can’t move a foot without tripping over someone sprawled out on the floor, trying to get the ‘perfect shot’. I love photography, and I love my huge SLR camera, but I didn’t take it. With that in mind, I realised that this is probably why these people were pissing me off so much. When it comes down to it, you don’t really need to be a good photographer, or have a good camera to get a good shot of Rome – the whole city is beautiful. And once I’d finally given in to the peer pressure, I took out my little Sony camera, ready to tackle the crowds of amateur photographers. I have to say, to my surprise, my photos look just as good as if I’d taken them with my SLR. With the added bonus of being able to shoot in sweeping panorama: meaning I could get the whole Colosseum, from the inside, in one shot.
Perfect.
In other areas, however, things were surprising in a less than amazing way. I’d always had a secret feeling of admiration for the Italians and it arose from their amazing ability to be the height of fashion at all times. Aware of this, I packed only my finest attire - house trousers were left firmly in my home. I was excited to see the different trends, colours, styles and pieces that were set to be massive in the fashion world in 2011. However, I was greatly disappointed. Everyone wore the same huge puffed up coats and scarves and boots. The colour palette ranged from black to, well, a tiny bit lighter black. And what made it worse was that the locals would shamelessly stare at me for my outfits. I was wearing red one day, and I got an abundance of filthy looks from the women. It made me defensive and annoyed, I felt that individuality has seeped out of the culture, and I was dying to get back to England where I could wear what I want, when I wanted. I never thought I’d say that.
Despite my self-acknowledged shopping addiction, I hadn’t planned on doing any shopping when I was in Italy; I thought Rome would be all about sightseeing and eating way too many carbs, but one day, my brother and I stumbled upon the most amazing sight there was to be seen in Rome. It was a street filled with shops such as Gucci, Louis Vuitton and Dolce and Gabbana. I was in my element. Sadly, being my brother’s birthday, any shopping that was to be done had to be for him. So instead, we spent a whole load of money on him. – but seeing him happy was definitely worth it.
No matter what else annoyed me, I could not deny that the sights were absolutely stunning, and definitely worth seeing. From the fountains, to the buildings, and the gardens it was all so beautiful. And what’s more, everything looks better at night; so if you’re going to see the sights, make sure you go twice, once in the daytime, for the photos and the details, and once at night for the beauty.
Now I’m ready for York.
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