"Sunbird Chronicle" - The second travel diary of "Creating Offside" (the excitement continues)

"Sunbird Chronicle" - The Second Travel Diary of "Creating Offside" (the excitement continues) At a certain time, in a certain space, we are here in the United States...

At a certain time, in a certain space, we are here in Arizona, the United States. Some people have stayed, and some have returned from overseas. At the intersection of time and space, there are There are many stories composed of minutes and seconds. In the "Sunbird Chronicles" of the Sunbird Asia Chinese Network, we see Zhang Zhaohong, Qi Ruhong, Wen Ruo, Huiming, Fengming, Xinshui and many other literary friends recording their lives. First of all, we would like to thank their records for allowing us to see the growth footprints of a generation of immigrants. In Phoenix, there are also some new immigrants who are busy in the high-tech district, as well as international students who come to study. They come here with the aura of Chinese people born in the 1970s, 1980s, and 1990s. The life changes and choices they face are happening now. "Sunbird Asia Chinese Network" hopes to record these and mobilize the power of interviews to record the stories in this time and space. If you have interesting people or interesting stories around you, please contact us and share "Sunbird Chronicles" together.

Author: Creating Offside

Day5: I was really tired from walking these two days, so I decided to take the risk and drive to EUR Rome New Town in the morning to witness Mussolini’s great ideals. It took more than 40 minutes to walk more than ten kilometers. It took another hour to find a parking space. When entering Rome, I left the car at EUR. When I arrived at the Mouth of Truth and saw some empty parking spaces, I felt a little regretful. Until I saw a car with a smashed window, I couldn't help but think of the words of my ancestors, a blessing in disguise! When I arrived at the Plaza de España, I sat on the steps where Hepburn had sat. Went to the famous Borghese Museum again. Because I didn't have an appointment, I was stopped outside. It was still early, and looking at Rome, which was sometimes cloudy and sometimes sunny, I suddenly felt a little bored.

Turning over the map, I saw Tivoli, a small town not often visited by tourists, and decided to go there to kill time. A small town more than 40 kilometers away from Rome, the last section is winding up the mountain. Gradually, most of the Lazio region came into view. Walking in from the back of the old neighborhood, the streets are narrow and winding, and the town is quiet and quaint. After walking around for a while, I came across a handmade copperware shop. I like copperware, so I can’t wait to move a few big pieces of it. Due to reality, I only bought a small copper kettle. I had already left the store and hurried back to take pictures. The honest old craftsman specially picked up the hammer and posed for me to take a picture. I was slightly touched.

We chose a small restaurant in a small alley for dinner. The host was very enthusiastic, but he didn't speak the language well, so I didn't know what most of the last things he ordered were. Tapas, pre-dinner bread, appetizers, salads, seafood, the first main course, and the second main course came one after another. It was really surprise after surprise. Needless to say, the taste is much better than the feast of the past few days. The price is also very affordable.

When we were eating, the other customers were all from small towns. Compared to the hurried and nervous Romans 40 kilometers away, the people in the town were very kind and peaceful. People in the small town get along very harmoniously and harmoniously. The owner and his family are also enjoying themselves. Suddenly, I felt that happiness is simple, joyful and peaceful. It's really simple. It was past 10 o'clock, and I slowly drove back to the hotel, with the breeze blowing on my face. In my heart, I am at peace and happy.

Day6: Three hours’ drive south from Rome, just past Naples is Sorrento. This is a city built on a cliff. It has been a famous tourist destination in Europe since the 17th century. The city is not big, with less than 20,000 people living there. The city is dotted with various shops and hotels. Many of these houses are built on layer after layer of cliffs.

Many of the roads connecting these shops are paved with gravel and are very narrow. It makes the whole city even more steep and ancient. The lowest level of the city is the port, where many large Mediterranean cruise ships are anchored. It is said that Sorrento is particularly majestic and spectacular coming from the sea. When the weather is good, the blue sea is very beautiful.

But today we drove into Sorrento in the rain. Missed her beautiful side. However, maybe she is the most beautiful in imagination. Our hotel is not in the city, but on a cliff near the top of Sorrento. It takes another twenty or thirty minutes to drive on a mountain road. Accompanying Pavarotti's "Return to Sorrento", the car slowly climbed into the hotel along the winding mountain road. The hotel room has a back garden and terrace, which are also built on the mountain wall. From there you can overlook Sorrento, as well as Mount Vesuvius and Naples across the sea in the distance. Sorrento, here we come. Next time I come, it will be back to Sorrento.