My left ear is sore from a 30- minute phone conversation with my friend Minapearl.
She called for travel advice. See, I was in Rome for two weeks during the summer break (for a student congress and the canonization of Saint John XXIII and Saint John Paul II), and now she’s flying to Madrid for Bishop Alvaro’s beatification. After Madrid, her group will be travelling to Rome and spend a week there.
Aside from answering her questions regarding the climate, exchange rate, and souvenir shopping, I gave her some advice – something new since it’s usually the other way around. First, I asked her not to obsess over taking photos. The most important element of a memory is the experience of the memory itself. If what one takes home is the experience of repeatedly clicking the camera instead of drinking with one’s own eyes the beauty of, say, the Pieta, what a waste that would be. Second, I told her not post anything on Facebook while she’s there. The product of such activity will be a carefully worded Facebook status with artificial and shallow emotions. There’s also the tendency for it to be a despicably cliché brag post. Third, I asked her to enjoy Europe. To elaborate is to be superfluous.
I’m excited for her, and I’m excited for all my other friends who will be flying tomorrow and in the coming days.
PS. It used to be my dream to go to Rome. Now it’s my dream to go to Europe with my family. Sounds corny and cliché, but to be human is to be corny and cliché.