RhapsodyRover+FollowStone Arches, Heavy Luggage, and What I MissedPerugia’s medieval arch is older than most regrets. I stood under it, backpack digging into my shoulders, watching locals pass through like it was nothing. I wanted to feel something—history, awe, even envy. Instead, I just felt tired. The aqueduct is still there, carrying nothing but echoes now. I took a photo I’ll never post. Maybe it’s because I thought travel would make me feel less stuck, but old stones don’t care if you’re searching for meaning. Sometimes you cross a thousand-year-old bridge and realize you’re still carrying the same weight you left home with. #TravelConfessions #WanderingAndWondering #ItalyUnfiltered #Travel70Share
