Our very last Forum field trip became our Centro Prom. This was an idea developed mostly by Nick and Hanner (my Centro roommate!), and allowed/endorsed by our professors. The natural result was that half of our photos were of the scholarly things upon which we were supposed to be focused, and the other half were more of this variety:
But, no matter how awesome we all looked, we were still on a learning excursion. So, this is the Basilica of Constantine, not actually built by Constantine.
Don't quote me on all the details here. I am having trouble recalling the facts without my notes, writing this more than a year after the fact.
Something memorable, noteworthy, and not found in books, happened on our journey from the Basilica to the Arch of Constantine. We were re-united with King of King. Or rather, Brookie was re-united with him.
Guys in gladiator outfits are always hanging around important tourist landmarks like the Colosseum offering to take photos with people for a small fee. Most of them know a few handy phrases in lots of languages. Once when I walked past a few of them, they spoke to me first in English, then in German. They kind of try pegging what ethnicity you look like, and offer to take photos with you.
The more animated and charismatic dudes probably get more business. One day, when we were in the vicinity, one of them brandished his sword and shouted heroically at us (nothing in particular, just a sort of "Raaaa!"). Brookie, being who she is, roared back at him. He then yelled "King of King!!" And brandished his sword some more. It was duly hilarious and we went on our way.
On Prom day, we saw him again, the same guy, whom we'd now nicknamed King of King. I don't think he remembered his warrior maiden, but it didn't matter much. Our entire group busted out the cameras to get our euro's worth documenting their hilarious game of heterosexual chicken.
But.. right, right. We were on a field trip. Students had presentations to give! So we turned our attentions to the Arch of Constantine.
Our Triumph of Elegance proceeded to the Lateran church, where we were to eat lunch and tour the premises. On the walk up the hill, I found a big orange flower and decided it was just for me, just for prom.
The old senate doors are preserved here.
Here are those big ole bronze doors...
But while we at lunch on the steps outside in the joyful sunlight, something even more awesome happened.
I take some video footage, complicated only by the fact that the wind hits me. Since I am wearing a dress, I am suddenly overtaken by the concern that my dress is about to fly up over my head.. hence the disturbance right when the wind edge hits us:
In addition to wind, we are struck with lots of dust. My apple is a lot less appetizing at this point.
She discovers that there is not in fact a fire or medical emergency, but rather, it is a particular saint's day, the patron of the firemen, and they are bringing all their old and new equipment to show off as tribute.
But, we are adults. We can still focus on the learning that is at hand. We are informed about the paintings inside the main area of the Lateran.
An additional note from the editor: I didn't even remember that I'd already written a bit about this. Find that here!