It is impossible to convey the myriad emotions experienced during such a fun trip to such a interesting place, but I hope my posts have given you a little taste of what we did this spring break. Thanks to my sweet, sweet classmates, my brilliant professors, and everyone at Bowdoin and in Italy who helped in the planning of il nostro vero viaggio.
My last photo is of the main piazza in Catania, which I found aesthetically and psychically fascinating.
The better part of Catania was destroyed when Mount Etna erupted in the late 17th century, and it ended up being rebuilt it an interesting and intentional style. Much of the city — including the building you see here, as well as the cathedral — was rebuilt using volcanic rock, and throughout the city center, you see a deep, consistent, beautiful tone of slate and ash. It gives the lively downtown a hard-to-name ghostly feel. I was probably so struck by it because of the contradictions therein… The death of their city gave birth to a new one. The city’s vibrant, artful streets are a subtle homage to a destructive — but also somehow charitable — power. –AG