Sometimes when you arrive at a destination in the dark of night you don’t realise just where you are, sometimes you don’t look in the right direction and miss it altogether.
This happened to me once when following the LA Lakers up the east coast of the States, we checked into highway motel in the middle of the night in New Jersey only to wake in the morning to find ourselves in the shadow of Manhattan. Hindsight says just stay in Manhattan and commute to the basketball game, better than a highway motel.
In this instance though we arrived in Rome, always facing away from the marvel that awaited me as I opened the shutters at dawn the next morning – of course I was suffering with jet lag and an awfully early wake up. What a wonderful surprise, to find this view though to compensate for the heavy head.