I’m in Rome and it’s pretty neat. My brain keeps seeing familiar sites and freaking out because its set to parse them as Assassin’s Creed obstacles — that is, objects to be climbed and pilfered — but then my old Latin class memories kick in and suddenly Ezio fades away in favor of Mrs. Rice’s didactic lectures about the seven component layers of a Roman highway. Huzzah for a classical education.
Hm. That one above costs about 27,000 florins if I remember correctly.
Someone photoshop Parish climbing it.
All I see is some nice legs.
Given that I’m taking my last Classics course in my Classics major focusing on archaeology, this… is not a pleasant site.
Assassin’s Creed, that’s what I need to think of when I see this stuff. Except you don’t really need to choose where to climb – you just hold R1 and X and run towards the wall.
My favorite description of Rome is “like L.A. with ruins.”
A more pressing question is why the guards haven’t come to harass you. Taking pictures of things is a really High Profile action, you might have to bribe a town crier later.
Enjoy the trip, Jeremy! I went back in 2001, and really, really enjoyed it.
Dude get the flag ITS RIGHT THEREEE AHHHHH
I remember when my Mom told me about the time she went to Rome. It was during the 70’s and their were armed military types all around the city. Apparently there was a rash of kidnappings going on in the city then. Strange times, the 70’s.
Say whatever else you will about the Romans of antiquity, but they built shit to last.
I’m hoping you’ll have some stuff to share on whatever foodie blogs you erratically feed here. Steal good ideas. It’s the human way!
Maybe your desire to climb that is really some future descendant of yours hooked up to an Animus trying to complete his objective and 100% Synch up with your memories?