I have a problem. I can never just go to another country and do the usual tourist stuff. It bores me and makes me doubt why the hell I left home in the first place. So, when planning on going to Italy a hatched a multi-faceted plan for travel. Besides going to the Vatican and all that jazz I wanted to meet distant cousins, hunt down my grandfather's village that he has not been back to since he was six, check out the film scene, and hang out with Italian performance artists and to perhaps perform myself. If a hot Italian love affair came into the mix so much the better.
I was able to do all of the above and even learned a few things about Italy and life in general such as: 60% of lesbians in Rome are Buddhist, 70% of staunch conservative Catholics in Rome are fascist, espresso is sustenance for life, dessert can be eaten as part of every meal and you won't gain any weight, getting drunk on wine in the middle of the day is called lunch, the perfect thing to wear to go to a cafe on a Sunday when you are 75 is a full length fur coat.
I was able to do all of the above and even learned a few things about Italy and life in general such as: 60% of lesbians in Rome are Buddhist, 70% of staunch conservative Catholics in Rome are fascist, espresso is sustenance for life, dessert can be eaten as part of every meal and you won't gain any weight, getting drunk on wine in the middle of the day is called lunch, the perfect thing to wear to go to a cafe on a Sunday when you are 75 is a full length fur coat.
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