Rome 2010. I love Roman Holiday. It's anything but silent, but as I learned last fall, Rome can have a reverent quality, especially in the Piazza's late at night when the mist has fallen. It is truly wonderful. Typically the city has so many stereotypical images that it defies a single one... The Colosseum, The Vatican, Trevi Fountain, Spanish Steps... The city's multi-thousand year existence warrants so many visions of identification. But once you visit the city and hear the sounds, smell the smells, watch the lovers... it always distills to one. When a traveler recalls their experience, a unique image comes to mind. It might be one of the popular, but it may just as easily be one of the unknown, private sites that feels like it belongs to that person alone in the world. For me, it was seeing a stenciled portrait of Audrey Hepburn as we passed through empty cobblestone streets late at night. We had spent the afternoon in the park outside Villa Borghese, marveling in the fall weather and as we made our way back through the streets to our losing at the Santa Chiara behind the Pantheon I glanced down and a lime-green graffiti tag caught my eye. The first thing I did when I got home was cut my own stencil of Audrey Hepburn. For me it's a personal seal that means little to most of those with whom I share it. But to me, it embodies the deep culture and the war between history and modernity.