Rome

Behold the Colosseum with its ancient stones echo with the cheers of gladiators and the gasps of spectators. Picture yourself there, surrounded by history, feeling the weight of centuries. The sun paints the ruins in golden hues, and you can almost hear the whispers of emperors plotting their next move. It’s a humbling experience—one that connects you to the past in a profound way.

It’s a massive dome defying the ages. Step inside, and the air changes—it’s cooler, quieter. The oculus above lets in a sliver of sunlight, illuminating the marble floor as serves as a testament to the cleverness of the Romans in their knowledge of Archaeoastronomy. 

Crossing the Tiber River, you arrive at St. Peter’s Basilica. It’s like stepping into a sacred dream. Michelangelo’s “La Pieta” stands there, a frozen lament. The faithful light candles, their prayers rising like incense. You don’t have to be religious to appreciate the artistry.