Getting into the habit.

I’m sorry for all people of big cities! I’m happy not to be born in one of the biggest cultural centers of the world. Now I can see the beauty. When I’mlooking on St.Pauls Cathedral, shivers are running down my spine, when I’m watching the Thames in her aspiration to the sea, I’m touching the air of the city of a dream – London – I’m the happiest person in the world. When I look at Vatican, so old and proud, Coliseum, strong and dangerous – something brings me back one thousand years to feel the time. I hear Romans.

I always look up: not to miss wonderful bridges, magnificent roofs, ancient cupolas. I’m sorry for all people of big cities! They do their own things, they don’t feel the beauty, because they have been living it this city all their lives, getting into the habit of it…

What is always in front of their eyes? -  Newspapers, advertisment, documents, sandwiches…

What is going on in their minds?  – Accounts, credits, deposits, last political news, sandwiches…

The habit to eat, the habit to listen, the habit to leave places of interest behind them.

These cities are always shown to everyone, but even their own citizens don’t see their beauty. Londoners are very proud to be born in London, but London have never seen their eyes.

photo by Christian Pecoraro.