Off we go.

Tomarrow we leave. No, not for home, but for Assisi and Florence. We'll still be in Italy, but it will be a nice break from the Romani. These Romani, well, there grumpy, angry fast and loud. They're like New Yorkers who speak Italian and don't wait in lines. They don't respect your personal space, they either avoid your gaze or glower at you, and there as likely as any to rob you blind. Not even on mopeds do they respect your space. And of course, you have to watch how their guys are eyeing your ladies. You have to watch very carefuly.

Don't get me started on the Gypsies. I've already been threatened by them.

Of course, they're not all bad. I've meet some very nice ones. Mostly buisiness proprietors who need my buisiness. I get the impression that line between buisiness and friendship is not a strong in Italy as it is in other countries. Better to hire your friend to do a bad job than a stranger to do a good one. If you want to keep someones buisiness, make friends with them so they will be obligated to you. It is a mentallity that has its advantages and is sometimes duplicated, though frowned upon, in America. A small college on the Shenendoah seems to have this going on. So I don't fault them for this. It makes life more pleasent for us anyway.

Anyway, tomarrow we'll go to Assisi. Assisi should be quiet, and we won't have to deal with Romani or Gypsies... A nice break. Florence will be a big city again so I don't know, but Assisi should be nice.