Hello my fellow steemians,
Here I am with a second Wacky Contest. I will admit that it took me way more time than I originally thought, but I wanted to come up with a different and COOL idea, so here I am :)
I've noticed that many steemians love to travel and post photos of their vacations. So, I was thinking to myself,
"Hey, if they love traveling, taking photos and devouring delicious local dishes, they probably love buying souvenirs as well."
After all, other than taking photos, a characteristic souvenir from a certain country, city or island, will always bring back good memories, no?
Without further ado, here are the RULES:
In order to be a qualified entrant in this contest you have to take the following very simple steps:
1. Post one photo of your favorite souvenir in the comment section of this post.
2. Give me a few information about it. Where? When? Why it is special to you? If you have a detailed background story to write about it, feel MORE THAN WELCOME to do so. After all, I am a writer myself. I may reward a "catchy story" instead of an impressive souvenir for all I know ;-)
Important Note
I will pick the TWO WINNERS THAT WILL SHARE 10 SBD's (5 EACH), based on the quality of the background story and the uniqueness of the souvenir. So, asking your friends voting for you in this contest is pointless really.
To get a clear idea of what I am asking, this would be my "involvement" to such contest:
I didn't even have to buy the specific souvenir, but instead I got it for free; well, if RUNNING YOUR ARSE OFF for 10 miles (16.5 km) is considered free.
I had a dream come true this past November – a dream I had as a child after watching the first Rocky film – when during the "Rocky Run," I ran in the same Streets of Philadelphia Rocky&Bruce did!!!
Now, show me YOUR souvenirs and share your stories with me :))))
Great post ..Well done
I think the important thing is memories
The phrase from the book - this is what the losers say - Hahah
It was the year 2012 when after saving for a time with great effort, I made the decision to travel to Toronto, Canada to study English. I had never left my country Venezuela, but I ventured to live for 4 months on that wonderful opportunity in order to perfect the language and imbibe the Canadian culture. I was extremely nervous but excited - what was I going to do to communicate? - My English level was intermediate, however, I was very scared.
In May 2012, I arrived in this country and from the first moment I stepped on these lands, I was amazed and grateful to have had the opportunity to travel. I loved each of the streets of this city with its friendly and cheerful people. I was fascinated by observing such a multicultural country, where on the street you see Latins, Koreans, Chinese, Hindus, Philippine, people from all over the world and you do not see the racism that prevails in other countries.
I had the opportunity to live in the house of a Filipino family who treated me excellently, like a daughter, and could also know their culture. At the institute I met people from all over the world, it was very interesting to realize the similarities and differences of each culture and I became interested in knowing more of many countries throughout the world. All this and much more are the memories that come to my memory when observing this souvenir of the city of Toronto. Unfortunately, I had to leave in September 2012, however, I will never forget this experience.
I hope to come back some day…
I want to share this simple metalic box that to you may look dull, but to me is a sweet reminder of my carefree childhood years. I used to watch the specific show on a public tv channel and their sweet, melancholic figure has been carved in my brain as the depiction of innocence, a time that is not coming back.
Where I got it? It was bought from a toy store in Uppsala, during my first ever trip abroad. I remember walking past the shop and when my eye caught some Moomin figures in the window I got so excited that I burged in to see what other Moomin stuff was there. To be honest, I wanted to buy a glass snowball with Moomins inside (I fell in love with it), but I was afraid my luggage would already come overloaded so I chose this box that weighed a lot less.
It works as a connecting link between my childhood and my grown-up years, all dipped in sweet memories and feelings! :)
Okay I don't know if this counts as a souvenir, but here's the story first.
This card kind of sums up my 6 years at med school!! I left home to study abroad when I was merely 19 years old, and coming to a place like china....with the cultural shock....food.....language.....it seemed to me like I was just born and had to leave home to study medicine!!
Life was pretty difficult the first sem, not just for me, but for most of my classmates (all foreigners!!). And the difficulty of the major itself was only a minor source of all our difficulties :D
I was academically gifted and I never take credit for my grades. I always consider that this is a favor done to me from a divine level and i have no right to take credit for it or enjoy it all by myself and so I started on a journey....
I went upto any of my classmates who I thought was struggling with a topic (we were still pretty shy and didn't really start getting along...afterall most of us were young, away from home for the first time, interacting with people from entirely different cultural background, etc etc etc) and offered to help them out as much as I could...as much as my limited knowledge allowed, either by explaining myself or providing them with resources (my sis was a med student so I was never short of resources).
Very soon I started finding myself up at 2 am in the night studying for the exam next day coz I was busy explaining some other topic to someone else....or maybe after studying the whole night, at 5 a.m there's a knock on the door and I used up the three hours of sleep I had planned before the exam....But it all seemed worth it when after the exam my friend comes out, gives me a hug and shouts out in the middle of the hall, "If I pass physiology, it's all for this guy." Small memories like these soon filled up my album...these memories are what helped me hustle through 6 difficult years of med school.
The barriers we seemed to have at the beginning soon started to dissolve and I started making friends who have become such an important part of my life right now that it's hard to believe we'll be saying our final goodbyes very soon and walk our different paths.
And just before we part ways, for someone to come up to me with this to show appreciation and gratitude for what I've done is priceless.
This beautiful card brought back all these memories in a flash!! Every time I look at it, my med school flashes in front of my eyes. Of all the souvenirs I will be taking back from china, this will the most important....this will be the one that I will remember as something that defines me, reminds me of who I was at med school.....this will be the souvenir that will make me say "I'm proud of who I was, what I've become."
Love the idea of your contest 😉!!
If I would take part, seriously I don't know which one of my travel souvenirs I should put, since I have loads as you know!
Big thumbs up, good luck to the ones that will take place 🖒🖒🖒
Do gifts count? @opheliafu's gift to her followers at Amsterdam 2016 the first steemfest where we all got together. Nice contest man 😎
When I first read this contest, I thought that I would have a difficult time to single out that one absolute favorite souvenir from all my various travels.
But as I walked around my apartment, I realized that I have one souvenir that is displayed prominently in the very front of my apartment. It is the souvenir that I first see when I enter my apartment, and the very last one I see as I leave every day.
What are souvenirs anyway? The dictionary defines "souvenir" as: a thing that is kept as a reminder of a person, place, or event.
This particular item I have had since 2010. And it reminds me of all three things: a person, a place, and an event.
The person: In the interest of protecting his identity and privacy, I shall call him Ares.
The place: Athens, Greece.
The event: The most romantic time in my life.
I met Ares in the summer of 2010 when I was visiting Athens, Greece for the first time. I was traveling alone, as I usually do, and was wandering the streets of Athens, hoping to not get lost. I had somehow found my way to Monastiraki and was eager to visit a famous souvlaki shop that had been recommended to me when I passed by a lone figure sitting in an outdoor cafe. I smiled at him, and he smiled back. I gathered my courage to approach this cool, mysterious stranger, and he rewarded me with an invitation to sit with him and drink a cool and refreshing frappe. That was the start of a beautiful and romantic love story.
Ares was a local who lived in the beautiful neighborhood of Kolonaki. He had a rooftop apartment that overlooked the city streets of Athens. We spent the days as tourists, visiting museums and ancient ruins, and the nights, we would roam Athens' colorful and lively streets and kiss in gold-lit alleys. Sometimes, we would sit on his rooftop, where we could see Lykavittos Hill on one side, and the Acropolis on the other, and we would daydream about one day living together in this beautiful city. Of course, we both knew that I was merely a tourist, and he was a local, with deep roots and a life there in Greece, but for the moments that we were together, we lived only in the present and loved each other as only lovers do when they know that their time together would soon come to an end.
I had over a thousand photos of my time in Greece with Ares. As fate would have it, my external hard drive broke, and I have lost every piece of hard evidence of my time with him. I cried for months. Sometimes, I still cry for all those lost photos.
All I have left are my memories, and of course, the love and affection that I still have in my heart for him. But he gave me a gift, and it is one of the few concrete souvenirs that I have that is a reminder of him.
It is a framed depiction of the famous oil canvas painting by the French artist, Jacques-Louis David, of Leonidas and his 300 Spartans at The Battle of Thermopylae.
From my trip to Iceland. It's a yuleman. Yulemen are figures from Icelandic folklore, portrayed as being mischievous pranksters, but who have in modern times also been depicted as taking on a more benevolent role similar to Santa Claus. Their number has varied over time, but currently there are considered to be thirteen. They put rewards or punishments into shoes placed by children on window sills during the last thirteen nights before Yule (Christmas). Every night, one Yuletide lad visits each child, leaving gifts or rotting potatoes, depending on the child’s behaviour throughout the year. Amazing contest by the way!!!
hello,this is my souvenir from Ziria Skyrace 2014... Why is so special for me? you can read my story here
thanks a lot for this lovely contest!
Thank you for hosting this interesting contest @tkappa! I am happy to participate in it. Here is the photo:
These are traditional Mexican painted ceramic skulls (known as calaveras in Spanish) and they are literally everywhere in Mexico where I live now. I am sure they make a great souvenir for fans of creepy stuff but honestly, I haven’t dared to get myself one yet :D I would love to take something really typical of Mexico with me but still, being a Central European, the idea of having a colorful skull staring at me from my desk is a bit uncomfortable. However, I still have some time before I go back to Europe so maybe I will get one eventually. Will let you know! :D
Travelling to South Africa and seeing some of the animals I wanted to see had been an ambition of mine and I finally did it 2 years ago. I love giraffes, so the first thing I did when I got there was to buy a tall wooden giraffe from an artisan village as it would remind me of having seen these unique and graceful animals in the flesh.
Unfortunately, I didn't factor in that I would have to be taking this giraffe around with me, packing it in my luggage and returning home to the United Kingdom.
Now, every time I look at the giraffe I'm not only reminded of my wonderful trip, but struggling to wrap it a dozen times and squeezing it into my hold luggage.
When I was in Seattle :) ... sometimes I trip out on this galaxy ball. Fun fact about my galaxy ball
The Andromeda Galaxy gets its name from the area in which it appears, the constellation of Andromeda – which is named for the after the mythological Greek princess Andromeda.
Andromeda is probably the most massive galaxy in the Local Group. This is contrary to previous research which speculated that the Milky Way was the most massive because it contained more dark matter.
Postcards sent to/by myself!
It was my first time to travel out of town alone. It was in Sagada, Mountain Province, Philippines which is 12 hours away from Manila via bus. After this travel, I really learned a lot from packing my stuff, preparing itineraries to meeting some friends. Throughout my travel, I didn't have anything in my mind about starting a travel collection or souvenirs.
One time I came across this postcard store and bought 2. I have no intention but to buy it since it's really nice postcards. Until I saw this post office right beside the tourism office which I went to. It came to my mind to send it to our home on my last day so when I come home, there would be a special thing that will arrive and remind me how my travel went during that time. So I tried to send it and addressed it to myself. It was delivered during office hours so I wasn't the one who received it. I go home to our house weekly so few days already passed and I forgot about it. But upon opening my bedroom, seeing these postcards lying on my bed got me teary-eyed because I already forgot about it and I was just so happy about it that it became my souvenir on that travel.
I tried to do it on my every travels but I gives more hassle finding the post office and making it there when the itinerary is out of way going there. But you can also do that if you wanted the idea. :) Feel free to do it with your travels!
These are two beautiful and memorable sourvenir i got when i once travelled to Ivanovo, Russia!
The first one signifies sportmanship which i bought at a golf field. When i and some friends went to play golf.
The second which i love so dearly is an old mother rabbit playing a musical instrument. It was given to me by the hostel matron in the hostel i stayed... I do regularly go sit with her at night in her office/room where she plays the voilin n tells beautiful stories of her youth days afterwards.
She gave me that sourvenir on the day i was travelling back to Nigeria. I'll always cherish those moments
Between 2006 and 2009 I used to take trips to Kazakhstan because I had friends and business partners there. I loved to go because the people are wonderful and the country is so musical. I would go to parks there on weekends and there was a stage and anyone could get up and play or sing with the band. I would get up on stage and sing with the Kazakhs (they actually started calling me the Black Kazakh).
Anyway, on one trip while we were out shopping, I saw this strange looking box with these silver and gold pieces of metal and asked a friend what is was. It is called Asyki and is the national game of Kazakhstan. These metal pieces are usually lambs bones and the game is played kind of like dice. If you look close you can see the metal pieces are in the shape of bones. The nomads used to play it in the desert and apparently it would sometimes be for really important things like who would be the leader. Kazakh kids and some adults still play it today but for lesser stakes.
So I bought it and we played and it was so much fun. We also drank horse milk which is fermented and another story.
There are 15 silver pieces and 1 gold one in the middle as you see in the picture. The reason 4 silver pieces are missing is that I was told that to show your friendship and love for your hosts you should give them one piece each. So I ended up giving away four of the pieces to my friends.
This one of my favorite souvenirs because of the times I had there and yes I do still play the game (when someone allows me to teach it to them that is). Thanks
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I got this cute souvenir when we went to Bohol,Philippines last year May 2017. I did not buy for this instead it was given to the resort we've been visited and in which we stayed for a couple of days. It is really special for me by heart, because it is my dream to become a seaman who want to travel across the world through sailing in big ships,in different continent,different culture ,different stories of survival across nation by nations.
I want to become seaman to help my parents also, since we have a very poor way of living. This is my dream to become a seasome,successfully. During my childhood I used to play paper boats and imagining that I rode that boat and a captain also of that one. That's why when I got this souvenir,I have to chase this dream today and never to give it up.
I hope someday,to be a captain also needs a lot of motivation and dedication in this proffession,I believe I have thag key in order to success in this dream.
One thing I've learned, chase dreams and seize the moments
more than this medal what fills me is the sentimental value, I also got it for free if it can be said like that, I won it on a trip I made with my best friends and we participated in a team skill contest, in the end we were in second place but more important the moment we spent together and the trip that will always remain in our memories.
Remembered tears that were springing for so long out from my eyes but were only visible to me, nobody around me could perceive the aroma of what i wanted. Told my dad one Sunday afternoon that i needed a guitar but he said go face your studies, graduate and work then u buy what ever you want.. I needed a guitar so badly that i was mostly at my friend's house who had one then and was always playing it til i became so good with it.. so on a Sunday, i went to church with it and rendered a special number, fortunately for my dad was listening to me and felt so much joy.. last year December 25th 2017, i got the best surprise of my life, my Dad but me a guitar after.. seven years of waiting for one, felt so much joy and excitement.. Thanks to you dad.. i will forever be great full even though you are far from home right now. Hope one day i become one of the best guitarist..
This is the funniest souvenir I have. I bought it in Baguio City, the summer capital of the Philippines, for only Php25.00. It was my first time traveling to Baguio last January 12. This souvenir is very unique and wild. My grandmother also laughed at it the moment she saw it.
It looks like something else.... hahahaha
I bet you know it hahaha
largest sea beach in asia.it's so amazing place.Cox bazar in Bangladesh.my favorite place for traveling .
Where to start, well in reality I've never traveled abroad, I've never been lucky enough to go to any country other than Venezuela, where I was born, not even a little girl, much less right now as most people know why. the situation that we are going through, in spite of that I have a family abroad or that has the possibilities of traveling, among them a foster aunt, who is Italian already traveled to many places of the world, and always in each of her trips, he remembers me and brings me some memory. Small details of Italy, France, Madrid and even Disney, from small every time my aunt traveled, and came back, excited I was waiting with asses to see her and know what I remember or detail she had brought me from your adventure From these details these are some of my favorites, which for me have a very nice meaning, as they remind me of my aunt, and encourages me that in the future I will be able to meet some of those countries or cities, and even buy on my own some detail or memory and I will continue with the tradition of giving one of my relatives the same ... Greetings friends of Steemit!
My favorite memory was recently, on December 15 of last year to be exact, in the photograph I appear very excited, because I was graduating from university; Being there and being the protagonist of that great act was undoubtedly the most beautiful moment I have been able to experience.
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gracias que amable
Friends of steemit in this opportunity I want to compare with all of you these images
that have a special meaning for me. This was in my first Expografica in the beginning
of my career as a graphic design student, that day was a great experience sharing
and to meet great colleagues and friends artists, because they are meaningful to me? Well, I tell you the
piramide was performed by a great colleague and friend, Monica Rodiguez who unfortunately today
is not alive, a few months ago he left on an unexpected trip to the hundred where
today she is ... This was a gift that she made me at the end of the Expografica and today I look
this pyramid is resorting to life, and for me it is one of my best memories of her
that's why I want to share with you these images of what was that incredible day ...
This Expografica of which I speak was made in the city of Anaco Anzoategui Venezuela
in the facilities of the Anaco Center Shopping Center ...
Thank you for reading what for me is a beautiful memory ... Blessings for you!
Hello friends of steemit.
In this opportunity I want to share with you a spectacular experience, as it was to know a wonderful place in my country (Venezuela) in the Aragua State, known as El Pueblo de Choroni, a magical place, with wonderful weather, rivers and spectacular beaches, where we can feel the refreshing nature, a town with a lot of history and where you can also enjoy delicious food and Creole sweets. That is why I leave this photographs with you as a reminder of that wonderful trip that I could enjoy in the company of my wife (@marirodriguez) and my oldest son (Osneiver Nicolas).
I hope you like it and feel like wanting to know this beautiful town of Choroni.
SOUVENIR TRAVEL COMPETITION: THE FIRST TRIP OF MY DAUGHTER TO THE BEACH
Hello, dear friend @tkappa and Steemit community, this is my ticket to the contest, I know that this is a special memory of a trip and well the best memory for me of any trip has been this little drawing made by my daughter seven years after going to the beach.
Sorry for the deteriorated, is that my little one did not stop showing his drawing to everyone and where he always went
I tell you when I had my daughter on January 25, 2003 was the happiest day of my life because my beloved princess was born, when she was two months old she began to develop a strange rash in her little body, which is why we take her to his pediatrician, recommending this to take the girl with a pediatric dermatologist, which we did immediately, when the specialist reviewed it recommended certain specialized studies to determine what type of allergy was, days later, the specialist calls us to give us the results, This tells us that our princess suffered from an allergy called ERUPTION LUMINIC POLYMORPHIC, in other words she was allergic to the sun, we worry because as every living being she needs the sun to develop as her life would be if she could not be exposed to the sun due to the risk of develop a skin cancer, there were many questions but at the end the doctor did not explain that we had to take care of it a lot and avoid being ex put in the sun, so his childhood, good first years of life were not quite normal, she in her innocence did not understand but our responsibility was to take care of it and that was what we did. Were seven years of treatments with creams, vitamins and great care, at the end his doctor recommended us to take her to the beach and we did, she kept looking, and running everything was new for her anyway, it was not much time that We were there but it was more than enough for my princess and it was just enough to get to the hotel I took her colors and her block and she started drawing and this was the best photograph for us since she had taken it from the innocence of the eyes of a princess who dreamed with this day.
Thanks for reading and I hope there was your liking
She enjoying her day
Today thanks to God she is a beautiful lady of 15 years very healthy who enjoys every day of her life
Hello to the whole community of steemit greetings very cordially @oscar20, this time I want to share with all of you a beautiful memory that I keep from a very beautiful place as it is the Fortin Solano historical site located in the city of Puerto Cabello- Carabobo State in my beautiful country Venezuela.
It is noteworthy that this place has a history since its founding, being visited by many foreign tourists and habitat of its surroundings for its attractive and outstanding areas that make it up such as: museum room, tourist lookout, soda fountain, well with underground water and old cells (calabosos), which currently remains well preserved.
The Fortin Solano, named after its founder in the year 1766 Governor and Captain General of Venezuela Don Jose Solano Ybote, with the purpose of protecting the city from possible naval attacks, protect its port and all commercial activity.
This memory for me is so relevant that it fills me with pride to share with all of you since I have been able to visit said Castle in the company of my family.
I hope you like my beautiful memory.
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Fresh Icelandic Mountain Air - that's my favourite souvenir ever. I bought it last year in Iceland, of course. Why do I like it? Well, it's the most useless souvenir and yet the most original thing I have ever bought while travelling. Air in Iceland is super clean and thanks to that tin I can remind myself of this cleanness and freshness. I think it's kinda cool and I haven't opened it yet. Maybe I should wait for a really special moment to do that. Or maybe I'll just keep it closed forever. Who knows? Anyway, that's my super useless, super cool and not super cheap souvenir :)
Hello souvenir-lovers!
Have you ever been to Morocco? If yes, I'm sure you've liked it there. If no, you should see this beautiful country as soon as you get the chance. I was in Morocco with my parents in April, 2013. We visited some of the big cities and stayed 3-4 days in each of them. I saw this Aladdin's (little) Wonder Lamp in Marrakesh in the hands of a little tourist girl and fell in love with it in a second because of my love for Thousand and One Nights.
The little girl was standing in front of the souvenir stand with her mother and trying to persuade her to buy the Wonder Lamp (I couldn't understand their language but it was obvious that the girl wanted the miniature lamp). She was holding the lamp in her hands tightly and talking to her mother passionately. The mother was apparently determined not to buy the lamp because her face was firm and motionless. Realizing that her words won't help her to get what she wants, the little girl started to cry. The mother lost her patience and forced her to put the miniature lamp back to the stand. At this very moment I went to the mother and told her that I can buy the lamp for the little girl (I know it was not the best thing to do but the little girl's crying broke my heart).
The mother was pissed off. She didn't say a word. She gave me an angry look and left with his daughter. I was horribly embarrassed! (It has been five years but I still keep blushing when I think about that moment).
They left. I bought the miniature lamp for myself.
To the little blonde girl from Sweden (?) or maybe Finland (?), who was in Marrakesh with her mother in April, 2013:
You should be at around 12-13 years old right now. I bought the Wonder Lamp and I love it but it always makes me think of you. It's my favorite souvenir because you did love it and wanted to have it so badly. Your passion at that moment made this little souvenir so precious for me. If the genie of the lamp comes out one day and tells me something like "your wish is my command", I will tell him that he should find you and give this Wonder Lamp to you.
This is the souvenir we bought when we travel to Bangui, Ilocos Norte last October 27, 2016..
It is a windmill souvenir representing Bangui Windmills...
It is the most unforgettable moment in my life beacuse me and my husband together with our bestfriend travel the place by riding a motorcycle...I was a back ride of my husband while @ligaya my bestfriend was a back ride of her boyfriend..We are from Pangasinan and it tooks us 10 hours to get in there..And it's a total of 20 hours for us back and fourth..
My God, my butt seems to explode that time but all the tired and back pain was lost when we saw a very nice view of Bangui...
And me and my husband had a great memories in there...
Hope you like our story.... :)
One brilliant, sunny morning, we--me and my students--were on a commuter train to Bogor, a city about 60 km west of Jakarta, the capital of Indonesia. It was a day trip to Kebun Raya Bogor (the Bogor Botanical Garden), and to Batutulis village, where we intended to study the Batutulis Inscription, left by King Surawisesa of the ancient Sunda Kingdom.
Since it was Saturday, the commuter train was empty, and each of us (there were fifteen of us) got a quite comfortable place to sit. I was chatting with one of my student when along came a peddler carrying a gunny sack bulging with something. When he reached our bench, I could see that this sack was half full of tortoises--clay ones. Now, dearest Steemian friends, I love tortoises. I collect all things related to this lovely, resilient creature, especially if it's made from clay or terracotta. I love the slow tortoises because I feel I could relate to them--since I was always come late on everything, compared to my peers--the last who graduated from university, the last who get out from our hometown, the last one in getting a job... aaaand the last one who was still single. See? Slow. Just like tortoises.
In an attempt to persuade us to buy his goods, the peddler drew one clay tortoise and lift it out of the sack. It glowed in the morning sun, its carapace made separately, leaving a small niche on its back, perfect to keep rings or other jewellery.
My eyes must have been lit up when I saw the turtle, because after one glance toward my excited face, the students who sat beside me called the peddler, take the tortoise and gave it to me.
"Here, Miss," he said. "Take this. Slow that it may take you, but one day you'll make it to the place you long to be. And this tortoise's back will be a nice place to keep your wedding ring."
I was speechless. I held the tortoise as if it would break at any second. There I found myself, a single teacher at the age of 34, with nothing in my love-life record except countless heartaches and one broken engagement, listening to a 17 year old boy with wisdom far beyond his age.
That was more than fifteen years ago. The boy is a successful lawyer now, and I am happily married with five children, doing what I love most for my life--writing. And this is the story of my favorite souvenir.
Hello, Here's my entry for your contest. Thank you for this contest @tkappa.
Colosseum
I got this souvenir from our 2016 Wedding Anniversary's trip in Rome, Italy. We spend 4 days there and visited lots of nice places as Vatican basilique and museum, Roman Forum, Trevi Fountain, Colosseum and more. I really appreciate the Colosseum cause we visited inside. We look so small compare to this amazing monument! When we passed there, some parts of the exterior was under a big renovation. Some parts of the interior too, but most of this monument, which is almost 2000 years old, is still in good conditions. And that's what I really loved to see. You can really feel the past, the games with gladiators, lions, people screaming while watching the fight. It feels like I'm living in the past lol! The history itself and the architectural design really catch my attention. It's better to take photos during sunny day and during night you will see the beauty of the structure too.
When we arrived in Rome, I feel in love with the city, food and the architectral design, the history of all the monuments and the people are nice, even some don't speak english but they tried to help us if we ask something. I would love to spend our holidays again in this nice City.
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Good post!
relato de mi viaje:en el 2012
estaba emocionado por la forma en que mi querido papa se expresa en forma tan linda y especial del pueblo donde nació y se crió. Esto me motivo a viajar a ese pueblo llamado "aguasay" que se ubica en el estado monagas venezuela, al llegar a la casa de mis abuelos comence a preguntar todo sobre este pueblo , mi abuela me relato que llevaba el nombre de "aguasay" porque estaba rodeado de rios y manantiales y que antiguamente se le llamaba aguas_ay y que era un pueblo yque todos los 28 de diciembre se celebra "el baile del toro" y el 19 de marzo son las ferias y fiestas de "san jose" en honor a su patron. y que es un pueblo que vive de la agricultura y la artesania especialmente famosos chinchorros o hamacas de curaguas, luego comenze a recorrer este hermoso pueblo fui a la iglesia hable con muchas personas amables y luego fui a ver todos los rios y manantiales que son hermosos y entonces comprendí lo orgulloso que se siente mi papa por este maravilloso pueblo y lo divertido que seria pasar su niñes en estos bellos paisajes ¡en este viaje pase los mejores días de mi vida y sera imposible de olvidar espero poder regresar muy pronto.
