“For us to go to Italy and to penetrate into Italy is like a most fascinating act of self-discovery.” – D.H. Lawrence (writer)
In June, we packed up our life once again, this time setting in Belgium. After three years living in the mayhem of Rome, it is a welcome change. Unlike Shelley, Keats, Goethe, Byron, James, Twain, Anderson, Gogol and many others who found their literary muse in Rome over the centuries, I found Rome overwhelming.
Everyday life was more complex than it had been elsewhere. I was constantly frustrated, angered, and awed, but I rarely found myself inspired to write about the culture I was immersed in.
I found that unlike Germany, where I could see the reasons behind what was going on, I could rarely find the logic for things in Rome. Perhaps now that I am not trying to live there, I can gain a little perspective on the experiences I had.
I feel fortunate to have called the Eternal City home for a little while, and I look forward to getting to know Belgium. Check back for our more of our adventures from Wallonia!