I’ve been feeling like this \/
On Italian Pizza
Doppio (large) is the same size as an individual pizza in America
It’s delicious and you will eat more than half of it and still be hungry…saaaaaay what?
On trying to find Super Famila (the super-market)
I could have gone to “Popy’s Fruit” or the Central Market both less than 60 seconds away but the thought of not being around something semi-American freaked me out so opted to walk much farther than I had anticipated just to pretend I knew what I was doing in a foreign grocery store…next time I’m going to see Popy. I walked probably two miles* and got a wicked farmer’s tan while carrying one overflowing reusable grocery bag. I had to keep reminding myself that “even mistakes are adventures” because it was really hot and like the super intelligent person I am, I wore jeans. But I was successful in not looking like an idiot or getting all flustered and I stayed under budget so I suppose this is a Charlie Sheen WINNING! moment?
*I need a bike. Everyone has a bike here and that’s not a terrible generalization. Three year olds to 90 year olds ride bikes all over. Italians are serious about not using too much harmful energy and not wasting. I think that’s cool.
Anyways, I’m going to stop being a wimp and take some pictures of Montichiari to post. It’s really pretty and the juxtaposition between old and new is something I don’t think I’ve ever seen in the States. I mean, when you look out from a church built centuries ago onto a town probably even older and then notice a factory and a highway just beyond the town it reminds you how old and how much culture Itlay has compared to the 300 years America’s been around to develp. We’re just stretching our wings and they’ve been painting over frescos for hundreds years…totes cray, cray.
Ciao amiche!