Italy gives new experiences constantly. I am getting to the point that nothing should surprise me anymore. I went out to eat with a friend. It was imperative that I find a place to pop a squat and relieve myself. Little did I know how literally I would be popping a squat. My friend was kind enough to warn me that this particular restaurant had a squatty potty. Of course, after I used it and she saw my reaction to the squatty potty she wished she had left it as a surprise. But, basically it was a hole in the ground. To assume the position you pop a squat. I'm pretty sure for those who are elderly or have bad legs this could present to be a challenge. However, it is less to touch so at least they won't catch as many germs. Of course, if you can't squat and accidentally fall this would sort of defeat the purpose of being less exposed to germs as you would be sitting in this huge hole in the ground. But, nevertheless, it was definitely one of those experiences that I will never forget.
Italian men have no shame. If they find you attractive in any way they will make it known. I have heard this, but had never actually experienced first hand. As I walked back from the bathroom, I thought I noticed a group of Italian men look towards me and say hello, but I just brushed it off thinking I imagined it. I didn't. Next thing I know they are buying two roses from one of those really annoying guys who comes around asking if you want to buy a rose. My friend and I were both presented with a rose followed by a declaration of love... "Senora I love you!" Thankfully we had finished eating already. On that interesting note it was time to go home.
Never a dull moment in Italia. Ciao!
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