ROUTE SS1 TO ROME
Alana was as talkative as I could ever remember her on the road to Rome. It made me smile; a sweet reminder of the incurably curious person who I had met in Vienna last year and the woman I had fallen in … wait … was I really about to say I’d fallen in love with her?
“This is incredible! Can you imagine this? We held a coin in our hands that was more than 2,600 years old! Possibly the first coin ever made in the world! I can’t get over it! This is amazing!”
The exclamation marks leaped out in her voice as she spoke.
“Yeah, I have to admit, I’m not easily impressed,” I said, “but holding that stater was a real thrill.”
“What are we going to do next?” she asked.
The road rolled by in typical Italian fashion. SS1 to Rome was a highway that, much like other highways in
