Ever since I was a little girl it was my great desire to see the cathedrals and museums of Italy. My tiny little white Catholic Missal had tiny little pictures of St Peter’s Cathedral in Rome, The Shroud of Turin, The Pieta’; my young Catholic mind formulated my own bucket list that ended up changing the direction of my life once I finally got to Rome and met my future husband.
My first trip to Europe was the summer before my junior year in college with one sister and two friends, and I carefully orchestrated our itinerary knowing full well that the others would go along with my program as long as I kept us close to pastry shops and the occasional McDonald’s. Continue reading Art Unappreciation