Love and Loathing. I have discovered that it is actually possible to feel these two polar emotions at the same time. As I think about leaving Italy, I am starting to reflect upon what I love and loath about this unique country.
- Coffee
- LOVE that it can cost 80c for a coffee, and a coffee to go is at a bar, served within the minute and you can double park to get it
- LOATH that you do not 'meet' for coffee, or it would be a 1 min 30 second outing, and a really quick conversation
- Wine
- LOVE that it is sooooo cheap and yummy
- LOATH the looks we receive from fellow diners when we order our litre of wine with meals
- Shopping
- LOVE that twice a year EVERYTHING goes on sale from 50 % to 70% off
- LOATH that everything is so expensive otherwise and nobody told me not to shop until July or January
- Children
- LOVE that people you slightly know, eg work colleagues, gym workers, shop assistants all request "meetings" with your children when they find out you have them
- LOATH.... seriously, this a little creepy
- Language
- LOVE the sound of it; it really is a lovely language even if I do not understand it
- LOATH that I do not understand it and am paranoid that I am being called silly French woman (I know, majority think I am French, bizarre)
- Customer Service
- LOVE that most of the smaller retail shops will greet you with an immediate "buongiorno", usually hollered from the opposite end on the store
- LOATH the come down after the enthusiastic greeting. You will now be ignored, even while purchasing something, you take second place to phone calls from Nonna or a review of a co-workers choice of nail polish colour
- Fashion
- LOVE the quality, availability and application of high fashion. A visit to the local post box appears to be an occasion, you would only leave the house (apartment) in your "Sunday Bests".
- LOATH that imitations of the high fashion is sold on every corner displayed on a sheet or cardboard box. Also loath that it is not socially acceptable to go to the local post box in my pyjama's (even if accessorised with a nice pair of kitten heels and a pair of over sized sunglasses). Most are associated with Barbie in Milan, full of plastic and the face expression does not change much.
- Perception of necessity
- LOVE that on every corner there stands a church, (not a pub) that is older than the country that I was born. Not often I passed a church without poking my head inside to see if there were fresco's, an organ, or any holy water in the font.
- LOATH the development of my conscience in my time in Italy. The more churches I visited, the more I felt it disrespectful to take photos in this place of worship, but I have been torn, as I feel that this is the haven for the worlds best art. Also loath my children's discovery of echo echo echo in these tranquil places of worship.
- Hand language
- LOVE the enthusiasm and expression of emotions. Speaking simultaneously with hands and mouth is a given for young and old, (see hubby, it IS possible to do more than one thing at a time)
- LOATH that arm flapping is a language in itself entirely. A conversation can also be had with the hands and no words; yet another form of communication to be learnt. (The only hand language I understood up until now was the middle finger for anger and rub your belly if you are hungry.... apparently there are more than 2 in the hand language index) www.youtube.com/watch?v=jVCuyrPk7P4
- Italy
- LOVE it entirely
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Milan's Duomo |
- LOATH that it is time to leave
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