In the interest of being postitive, I want to write a blog about the things I love about living here. There are a lot of great things about this place.
1. Everywhere I go, I am emersed in hundreds of years of History. A five minute walk from my house leads me to five hundred year old Catholic cathedrals with beautiful statuary and overgrown with ivy. This place is beautiful.
2. The endless possibilities to see places I could never have dreamed I would visit.
3. The beautiful mountains that make me feel at home.
4. Venice. An absolutely magical place. Carnivale is the Mardi Gras of Europe.
5. My dear, cute little Italian neighbors that live below me. They are precious people.
6. La Pergoletta, the little coffee shop I adore, with the best white hot chocolate ( Bianca ciccolatta calda) I have ever had. It's seriously, "joy in a cup."
7. The ease of taking the train. There's something so relaxing about watching the world go by from a comfy train seat.
8. Seeing people's laundry hanging everywhere on sunny days. I can't help but laugh when I see someone's giant granny panties hanging on a clothes line in the sun.
9. Recycling. It's the law here and when I participate, it makes me feel like a better person.
10. The abundance of quil pens, leather bound journals and parchment paper and little shops devoted to the art of writing and drawing.
11. The fact that dogs are allowed in most restraunts and shops here.
12. Seeing some of the most adorable little oldschool Fiats and Minni Coopers on a regular basis.
13. My house. It's gorgeous.
14. Monte Berico, the best view of Vicenza, hands down.
15. The coolness of living in the city again. So many things are within walking distance. Corner caffes and pizzerias, flower shops, cheese shops and boutiqes...
16. Gypsies on the sidewalk playing accordians for coins.
17. "Squatters" the little porcelain holes in the floor of many of the bathrooms here. It reminds me of camping and comes with the added bonus of not coming into contact with something everyone else's butt has touched.
18. The abundance of cheese, proscutto, bread, polenta and seafood.
19. The fact that my popular american car is quite unique here.
20. Pear juice. It has become my life force... I can't get enough of the divine liquid!
21. Being able to order beer and wine at McDonalds. Not that I have, but I think it's cool that I could.
22. Chocolate and Bananna Crepes....
23. Mario the hair-dresser, Leno the Waiter, Peno, my coffee guy and Aughustiani, my pizza man...
24. The awkward conversations I end up having with people because of the language barrier. There is beauty in awkwardness.
25. ROME!
Well that's more like it!
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed talking to you today. It always brightens my way when I get some good conversation with someone so interesting.
That photo of the crepe... I was drooling on my keyboard, may have to get a new one. And the first photo... Drooling even more, but for reasons I'll remain silent about. :)
I knew you could come up with some positive things about Italy... That post about missing Washington was such a downer, I can totally respect that, but you just gotta live life in the time and place you are... Not everything is perfect but you can try to make it as best as you can in the time being...
Everything sounds so great, I really would like to come visit but I would be intimidated because of my Americanism.
I actually wrote both of the blogs a couple months ago. I wrote them on the same day. I felt they were valid to this blog, so I moved them over here and edited them a bit.
ReplyDeleteOh, about you being here... You would totally fit in. You would most likely be awkward in trying to communicate with them, but everyone is at first. The fact that you are not a huge guy would work to your advantage here...