My last trip to Rome was in seventh grade. I was on a class trip with my junior high school, and my friends and I only cared about two things: gelato and shopping. A lot has changed about my travel habits since then (well, maybe not the gelato part), and a lot has changed about Rome, too.
I took my first trip to Italy when I was twelve years old. The trip, a classic bus tour of the major Italian cities, was your typical American Italy-in-a-box tour. That is, except for one thing: the food.
Before starting at Brown I spent a semester learning French at a language school in Nice. The night before I left, my family went for dinner at an Italian trattoria where the owner came by to say hello.