The ancient city is a popular destination for ancient people.
What is time? Is it an actual part of objective reality, or is it just one grand illusion in which we are participating? And if the former claim is right, then can you twist it in some way to reach back to your ancestors, or would it be considered as breaking the laws of universe? We, being humans, perhaps are creatures of a too primitive design to answer these questions, but nobody stops you from asking them.
Rome is a place for the rise and fall of one of the most glorious civilizations to date. It’s a home for both the main western philosophical ideas and the most progressive technology of ancient times; it’s a place where people had loved, fought and feasted for tens of millennia; it’s the womb of western identity and, following an old saying, it’s a place where all the roads lead; but most importantly, it’s a city of history, where every street breaths with ancient winds and even sun shines with archaically golden glow. Magnificent ruins of fallen civilization stand here as a giant monument signifying both the ever so continuous flow of time and ephemerality of our existence as individual human beings, parallelly reminding how powerful we, as a society, are able to become.