The second installment of my poetry series. I have decided that I will attempt to do all of these as #throwbackthursday posts.
This is the first video in a series I am doing. I wrote all of these poems in fourth and fifth grade and have decided to present them to the public today.
I don’t do a whole lot of actual journalism these days. I would say I never did, actually. But I do teach a section of media production at the journalism school here. The basics of the course are learning to shoot and edit photos, record and edit audio, and use those pieces in conjunction with the reporting and writing they’re being taught by a different instructor to tell stories.
A brief aside from the all-too-infrequent posts about Europe here. My family is planning to take a week and drive around in an RV in Alaska this summer. We’re also planning to attend a wedding, which is kind of the bigger reason we’re going to that state in the first place, but the planning of the driving around is kind of a big deal here.
You sail into a port called Civitivecchia. It’s about an hour outside of Rome and was the official ancient port of the city as well as the acting port for today’s Rome. The city walls here are old. And like so many old things in this part of the world, they still stand. It’s pretty awesome to be on a bus and passing under walls that are 1,000 years old. The town itself is small and seemingly very quiet. It’s probably a bit too far from Rome to be a serious suburb, but it also looks like it would be a pretty cool place to hang out for a day. We didn’t get to spend any time here, but the main part of town (if that’s what we saw) had some great looking buildings that housed bars and restaurants. My kind of place.