Sunday, October 7, 2012

Day 2


On our way to the hospital, we decided to take a different route. But we realized there was no connection between the road we were on and the road we needed to get to. So little back cobblestone roads it is! Cynthia led us down the road which I should have known was not going to end well since she is directionally challenged, not that my directional skills are ANY better. We soon found that little back roads do not have street signs. After 20 mins of going in what felt like circles, we saw the road we needed to be on. So now we are not only running late, but also are sweaty.

By some grace of God, we make it to the hospital. Luckily (and I mean this sarcastically), we found out we were going to be in the IV room all day. Neither Cynthia nor I really care for the IV room, so it was a long one. Since people in Italy are miniature, they did not have scrubs our size. So instead, we were given huge, periwinkle blue onesies (a picture will soon follow). Besides the beauty of these jumpsuits, they were not well vented....so sweating ensues once again.

Since food is a rarity here, we skipped lunch...AGAIN! We did manage to find a sandwich on the way home...so we were at least satisfied for the most part. On the way home we looked for a market since we still needed things to buy. We were unsuccessful in finding any hangers, detergent, cleaning supplies, and still no straightener. We did find a small market and were beyond flustered during the experience. The man continued to yell "finito" at us while we were there...we ended up leaving with a kilo of tomatoes, ONE zucchini, and the largest bag of salt known to man.

On our walk to dinner, we stopped at the phone place to finally get a SIM card. We successfully got one for my blackberry and were well on our way to having a successful day. To make the walk to dinner even more entertaining, we start hearing pitbull from a car being blasted behind us. We immediately assumed it had to be a sweet car. And it was.... A nice, miniature, smart car...with a hello kitty paint job...we could not even control the laughter.

As we continued our search for the restaurant that we previously found online, we got lost (shocker). Thirty minutes later, we give up and head home. We stumbled upon restaurant called gilmantis and since we saw a crowd of people, we decided it was good enough for us.

Dinner was delicious and we ended up having one uninvited guest. This stray cat was circling our table nonstop and the second the food came, he began jumping onto my chair. Not one to usually make a scene, I started freaking out. The cat would not leave me alone. Eventually he went into a bush and decided to just stare at me. Cynthia hysterically laughing, was not helping me at all.

Ended up asking for the check and ending it with "por favor," yet another successful night. 

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