{"id":2583,"date":"2014-10-02T09:18:18","date_gmt":"2014-10-02T09:18:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.mygrantour.org\/?page_id=2583"},"modified":"2014-10-02T10:25:18","modified_gmt":"2014-10-02T10:25:18","slug":"lamine-2","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/migrantour.org\/en\/lamine-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Lamine"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a class=\"preload\" title=\"\" href=\"http:\/\/www.mygrantour.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/mygrantour-Lamine-roma.jpg\" rel=\"prettyphoto\"><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-411\" src=\"http:\/\/www.mygrantour.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/mygrantour-Lamine-roma.jpg\" alt=\"mygrantour-Lamine-roma\" width=\"491\" height=\"547\" srcset=\"https:\/\/migrantour.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/mygrantour-Lamine-roma.jpg 491w, https:\/\/migrantour.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/mygrantour-Lamine-roma-269x300.jpg 269w, https:\/\/migrantour.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/mygrantour-Lamine-roma-150x167.jpg 150w, https:\/\/migrantour.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/mygrantour-Lamine-roma-310x345.jpg 310w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 491px) 100vw, 491px\" \/><\/a> <\/p>\n<p>When I came to Rome in 2009, the first impression that I had was that it was a strange, enormous, chaotic city, where nobody could understand me, and I was not sure that I was going to stay. I remember the first day I arrived in Rome: everything was rushing and nobody would stop and say \u2018hi\u2019. Later, I slowly discovered the city and became aware of its universal greatness, and I saw how much diversity there is. Today Rome is my home: I can say I know very well the city where I was born and raised in Senegal: every street and bus. In Rome I can still find the traditions and the food of my country at the Piazza Vittorio Emanuele Market, a real mix of cultures and languages: in every square inch you can find the whole world; and it is the only place in Rome where in such a small area you can find worship places for Muslim, Orthodox, Buddhist and Catholic people. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When I came to Rome in 2009, the first impression that I had was that it was a strange, enormous, chaotic city, where nobody could understand me, and I was not sure that I was going to stay. I remember the first day I arrived in Rome: everything was rushing and nobody would stop and&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":19,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[44],"tags":[48,57,46],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/migrantour.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2583"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/migrantour.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/migrantour.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/migrantour.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/19"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/migrantour.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2583"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/migrantour.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2583\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/migrantour.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2583"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/migrantour.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2583"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/migrantour.org\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2583"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}