I was wondering when that would happen. It wasn't particularly distressing or anything, but I thought I should mark the occasion.
In SACI's handbook they say you will reach a point where everything about the new country irritates you. I may have gotten to that point. It's so loud, it's very hot, there are more mosquitoes than I could possibly have imagined, the tourists are even more numerous than the mosquitoes, and just the fact that nothing is convenient. Nothing. I spent half an hour trying to find a street vendor that sells padlocks before I gave up. How much of a spoiled American white girl do I sound when I say that I dearly miss CVS?
I should mention though, despite all those things...this is still Italy.
So.
What do you need a padlock for?! I'm DYING OF CURIOSITY
ReplyDeleteOh, just for my locker in the painting studio. Nothing big.
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