The second we step off the plane in Rome, we felt the cit has its own energy. One minute you’re walking past ruins that have been here for thousands of years, the next, you’re squeezing into a tiny café where locals are casually sipping espresso like they’ve got all the time in the world. Rome moves at its own pace—fast, slow, chaotic, relaxed—all at the same time, and somehow, it just works.
Day 1: Arrival, Trevi Fountain & Rome’s Buzzing Piazzas
I start my first afternoon in Rome at the Trevi Fountain. Sure, it’s a tourist magnet, but there’s a reason for that. The white stone sculptures, the rush of cascading water—it’s the kind of place that makes you stop for a second and just take it in. We toss a coin over our shoulder (because, hey, tradition) and watch it disappear into the turquoise water before heading off.
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