Mountain Walking

November 30, 2007 at 6:01 pm (Italy, life, photos)


We went walking in the mountains! It was freezing cold but a lot of fun, especially when we actually found the official walking path. Until that point we’d been climbing through bushes and generally feeling a bit out of place! Was a good day out though, so will definately be going back.

I’ve put the photos up here.

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November 28, 2007 at 2:31 pm (Italy, life)

Since living in Italy, I have realised that us English are sometimes not particularly honest and definitely not very open and welcoming. The Italians have no problem telling you that you look shit or that you look excellent! It’s very refreshing, if a little disconcerting at first. I was beginning to wonder what was going on when my manager told me that I looked beautiful every day for 2 weeks but when I got a spot on my chin, he told me that I look like crap and what the hell had I done to my chin? Apparently I need to eat better! (Although at first I translated it as “You ate well at lunch, you’ve got it all on your chin!”)  Then about 3 customers felt they wanted to mention the spot too! Come on guys!

So it turns out that they just tell it how they see it at that particular moment.

Another example is when the man who makes the pizza was having a bit of a smelly day and the manageress of the restaurant said “Bob, (obviously I’ve changed his name, we don’t get many Bobs here) do you still have a shower at home?” “Yes” replied Bob. “Well can you use it tomorrow morning before you comne to work, cause you stink! I thought yesterday and the day before that you were a bit smelly but also thought that you’d have a shower this morning, but you haven’t, so I have to say something. Isn’t that right Rebecca?” In my head I said “F*%!, don’t include me! I have no idea how to talk about bodily odours, we don’t do this in England!” What I actually did was giggle and go bright red! At the moment they think it’s really funny when I do that but I’m sure the novelty’s gonna wear off. So, I better start learning how to embrace difficult topics like bodily odours, weight problems, facial hair and all the other topics that I’d never dare to bring up in conversation in England!

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Frustrating Languages

November 27, 2007 at 8:38 pm (Italy)

So I’m trying to learn Italian and yesterday when I went to my lesson and asked what something meant, my teacher started explaining that they’ve got some verbs that don’t exist in English! What?!?! How the hell am I supposed to know what they mean? Or if I manage to get the comprehension side of things, how am I ever going to be able to use these verbs? At the moment, I’m voting for the ‘just shove them in whenever you think it’s appropriate’ method, but I have a funny feeling that that will backfire! Especially as today when I thought I was talking to my boss about roses he began to talk about his balls! And as I don’t know that word in Italian, he felt the need to grab them to show me what he was talking about! (Please note, my boss is a 70 year old, cute Italian, and his wife was standing next to me, so there was nothing dodgy going on!) So, all in all, a hilarious day, but it’s also a little bit scary…will I ever get the grip of this supposed language of love???

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Wine List Continued

November 24, 2007 at 9:19 am (Italy, wine)

If you have been reading my blog for a while you’ll know that I’m trying to educate myself about Italian wine. Since working at the restaurant I’ve been tasting and trying loads of different types of wine and you’ll never believe it but I’m starting to like red wine! (I’ve always been a white wine and champagne drinker only!)

So, the first red wine on the list is:

1. D’Asti Superiore. This come in lots of makes, years etc and my favourite is ‘Martlet, Nizza’

Goes very well with some kind of slightly crumbly, spicyish cheese! (I’ve no idea what it was called, I was just told to try it by the restaurant manager and it was great!)

More wines coming soon…..

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