Just when you think you have seen it all...
I took a 2 1/2 nap this afternoon and then hung around the house for a while.
I thought I would take a quiet walk after dinner, around 6pm.
So I head down Via Garibaldi thinking I will check out the train station for any posted schedules and I hear music.
There is a band playing with 2 singers. The lead singer was wonderful and what charm. He looked like an older and much bigger Johnny Depp.
I took a video and then sat and watched them for a while. I was sitting aside many older men. It seems everyone smokes here. I keep expecting to see a preschooler with a cigarette. ha!
When I left that area, I walked down another street and came to a marching band, well it was about 10 men with sunglasses playing what sounded like latin music. It was fun. Again, I seemed to be the only person moving to the music. the area was very crowed and it was after 8pm on a Sunday.
A block away was a rock band, singing a song about coke-a-cola. A lot of younger people were watching them.
The children dress like little grown ups. I am still surprised at how some of the older women (in their 60's + 70's) dress. 4-6 inch heals and lots of cleavage, way to go!
Many of the outfits I see on women would be considered "slutty' (sorry can't think of a better word at the moment). Some of the men's outfits remind me of ones I have seen on Fire Island in NY.
All collars are turned up, it reminds me of Jr. High in the early 80's.
I realize that I should of worn lots of american things...shirts with NY logo, levi's etc. I brought clothes that were simple, classic, a bit neutral.
After seeing lots of different styles, I would like to mess (tease) up my hair and wear a lot of mascara. Maybe I will, who knows.
OK, I kid you not, on the radio one of my favorite songs just came on "You make me feel like a natural woman" Oh yeah!! Great tune!!!!!
I lit a candle again tonight, for me. Why not?
Also, before I eat I lift my little italian wine glass and say 'Viva".
Ah, my little rituals.
It hasn't been as easy as I thought it would be, being on my own in a country where I do not speak the language. I have short periods of sadness. I see a lot of couples walking around and I wonder if I'll ever be in a relationship again.
Right now, I am in a relationship with myself and that isn't easy at times.
I stopped saying "I am in Italy" to myself and now say "Being in Italy".
It makes a difference, I am not sure why.
I am taking in so much, new experiences, foods, music, people, customs...I didn't realize how overwhelming it has been for me too.
If I were with someone I could download all of it. I would also be more apt to do more. For instance, if someone would have been with me, I would have danced tonight.
I am not a hermit kind of person. I am strongly introverted, meaning I have a strong inner life and I get my batteries charged by being on my own or in a quiet place. I have a strong social side and have been known to get a little wild, if the moon if full. :)
There is this sad little splinter stuck in my mind somewhere. I don't know what is about, but I can feel it.
Did I have expectations, do I feel more lost here than I care to admit?
Do I crave someone to share all of this with?
What am I afraid of?
Questions to ponder.
Buona Notte
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