Thoughts on Eat, Pray, Love

Reading about travel always sends me into daydreams about the time I spent roaming around Europe, exploring, carefree and curious about all the art and culture that surrounded me. Reliving Rome though reading this novel, reminds me of the inherent classic nature of the city, despite its tourists bustling through the various sites, the Coliseum, The Trevi Fountain, The Spanish Steps. All that ignored, there is a feeling like home, eating at a little outdoor café with little tables and bottles of good Italian wine—laughing at silly jokes with a good friend, very comforting, indeed.