So tired today. Walking and
riding every where in the hot sun is very different than driving around in an
air conditioned car everywhere.
The girls are so beautiful
here. how do you choose just one. but more importantly how do you talk to them
when you cant even talk? Pardon me, where I can buy a CD please. this is what I
sound like I think. maybe I can start dating young girls like in elementary
school or kindergarten, because this is what I speak like. All the girls stare
at me, peer out of the corner of their eye. Which is very nice. normally I'm
the one doing the peering out of the eye, but I'm too focused here on learning
right now. but sometimes I think it makes things harder. Harder to meet them. Everyone
thinks I'm famous here. even people who have never heard of me. why, I don't
know. but it makes things harder. People get shy. I think I'm going through one
of those ‘looking famous phases.’ Maybe I am famous and I just don't know of me
yet. I am always the last to get into stuff my friends always say. I must look
myself up. See who I am now. Maybe I am huge and don't know it. that would be
good because I could use the money that I am sure comes with this fame.
Went to the piazza
Michelangelo tonight with some friends from Costa Rica. Sits high on a
mountain. Saw the sun setting over the whole city with all the towers and
churches. Very beautiful. we ate dinner and admired my old beat up bicycle.
Roxanne commented I bet you would never have that bicycle in Miami, it would be
garbage; but here it is precious to you. We all laughed and agreed. My precious
beat up bicycle with no brakes. Things are relative.
Everywhere and anywhere you
go there is a little café or bar or restaurant on the corner. Just like new
York. Very much like New York except that there are no chain stores of any kind
anywhere. Only little mom and pop places. All the doors of everything are
always open and there are no goofy corporate uniforms. Everyone just wears what
they want. Maybe an apron. You can go into any café or bar and order food,
pizza, salad, soda, coffee, or alcohol or beer or wine or pastries. Sit down
and eat it or stand there at the bar. Any shop. They all have the same stuff.
although they might specialize in one thing or another. its amazing. I keep
forgetting to talk about food although I am taking notes in my palm. For lunch
I always go to this same place. And I can just sit there if I want to and have
a big dish of tomatoes and olive oil and onions and mozzarella. And then maybe
a plate of rice, and vegetables, like a cold salad. Every bite takes me back to
my childhood growing up with my grandma making us our meals everyday. It is very
nice. the other night for dinner I had a huge plate of arucala, avocado, cheese
and pine nuts in a pesto sauce. It was out of this world. Tonight I had thinly
sliced steak and arugala in olive oil for dinner. Red wine and a chocolate
Tartuffe. When la Princesa or Cleopatra would tell me you belong living in
Italy, I didn't know this is what they meant. I thought they were just saying
it. I didn't realize...
Current read: studying the
history of Italy, from the very beginning to modern times. Fascinating.
Current Spin:
fabrizio de andre, anime salve.
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