Scents

The streets of Rome are constantly changing. Every new street you turn onto, another smell drifts its way into your nose. Seriously, just on the quick, 5 minute walk to my classroom from my apartment, there are so many different smells, it's kind-of hard to keep track. First, walking down the 4 flights of winding steps to the ground floor of my building, I get a really strong flower scent, almost like a funeral home, from the blooming trees that grow up along my building. Walking through the security guards, I get a strong whiff of there stale coffee and cigarettes (actually, you smell that a lot here), then as I turn the corner, a large scent of dog feces hits you... which is because owners are allowed to let there dogs go anywhere they want, and there is no law saying there mess has to be cleaned up, so dodging dog poop in every step you take is a part of the daily life here... Walking down the street, more flowery scents are present from the strong perfumes women wear, and as I cross the bakery to get my morning coffee, huge wafts of croissants, gelato, mini-pizzas, and espresso hits me in the face.
At almost every turn you take, another smell comes. Wether it be from the corner deli, pizza shop, fresh market, candle store, bread bakery, etc and etc, you always get something new.

The only thing I wish is that it would be very nice if people cleaned up after there pooches... it seriously makes me happy that in the U.S, we have laws and the common courtesy to clean up after our dogs. It smells so bad and is completely disgusting here at times.
Shame on you, Italy.


Molte Benedizioni!