This is the story of the first time I actually saw a Roman ruin. I think it is very funny for what it says about me, and maybe, just a little, about how some of us perceive various cultures and periods, perhaps without realizing it.
If you never studied Latin, to give you a feel for how nouns are declined and verbs conjugated, see this sequence from Life of Brian (1974) in which anti-Roman activist Brian is trying to write "Romans Go Home" and is corrected by a Roman Centurion.
But, to my chagrin, I have never been to Rome. We were not of that economic class that could afford such things when I was growing up, and when I was productively employed as a young adult, I had not arranged a trip. Then I got involved in computer animation and of course my life went to hell and I still haven't been there, except of course in books.
1. His name was Anthony Ruffa, I think. Before taking an exam, some of us would say to ourselves, "AVE RUFFA MORITURI TE SALUTANT" ("Hail Ruffa! We who are about to die, salute you!")
2. Paul Cross is a very amusing person, and an alumnus of Symbolics. He moved to Taos, New Mexico and helped set up one of the internet not-for-profit web sites for the Taos Pueblo. He has disappeared, and is hopefully doing well wherever he is.