My new bride and I went to not America for our honeymoon, the part that looks like a boot they call Italy. I must say, it was quite the trip, but I was pretty overwhelmed by the differences from the good ol’ USA. First off, they call their cities Roma instead of Rome, Milano instead of Milan and San Gimignano instead of San Gimignano. Don’t they even know how to speak right? Ridiculous.
The food was maybe the biggest change. They eat cigarettes and espresso for breakfast, have a little pasta for lunch with some more cigarettes and espresso, then eat at 9 pm a lot of food. What’s crazy is the restaurants close from 3 to 7 or 8, so a couple times we got caught unawares and were eating airplane peanuts to survive trying to make it to 8 pm. One bad part was the water was all bottled so you had to pay for water, with half of that being sparkling water. Imagine someone giving you a Sprite, then rinsing it out with water. The good? Wine is dirt cheap and available with every meal. Screw you water!
The first night we got to Venice and hit up a pizzeria. Italian pizza is even different – you have to cut it yourself and the number one topping there is ham. They primarily eat ham. Raw ham for an appetizer, ham on pizza…ham is about the tenth best meat, but their number two meat for pizza is tuna, so you end up taking the ham. I couldn’t find a good pizza choice at first, then I saw frankfurter sausage and fried potatoes. Finally, some sausage! I ordered it up and it came out with hot dogs and french fries on it. And it was amazing. Wait until rednecks figure this one out, it’s the next sensation in America.
More to come later!