As a Portuguese citizen I take internet for granted... I mean we have it everywhere! And most of the places it's for free! It's also quite fast for which you learn to be mad if it takes more than 3secs to upload any page...
However that is not the case in Italy.
From the moment we were out of the hostel it took us quite a while to find a place with wifi access... We eventually found a caffe with free wifi and it soon became the place we would spend the most time. Nowadays I can't really organise my life without internet and I had never thought how important it was for me because I took it for granted! I mean from finding apartment adds to getting information about classes and of course communicating with my family, I really need my dear internet!
When we finally rented the apartment the first thing we decided to do was to get some internet for it!
So we searched for internet companies and took all day just to visit them and decide which one had the best condition. But of course nothing is that simple in italy and we discovered it would take about ONE MONTH to install it! "But why?" I kept asking... And they just looked at me very shocked and answered "because that's the way it is". They didn't know why and they didn't really care about it!
So there I was for one month waiting for the precious internet to knock on my door when one day I got a phone call of an Italian guy saying something that I understood as: "I will be in your house in 15min". I couldn't even believe it! I told my friend and we grabbed our bikes and rushed home!
Once I got there I realized the guy didn't speak English of course... But then I didn't care that much because he just need to do whatever he needed to install the internet and go on with his life!
Obviously the guy was not normal and it was not that easy! Again he really liked chating and would go on speaking in Italian or one of its many dialects, which I could only understand every now and then.
However, my Italian was now good enough to understand the topics of which he was talking about and that's when I realised he was completely crazy!
The first time he saw me he told me he had called 4 times and I didn't answer... And then he asked me if I was deaf?! At first I thought my Italian was really not as good as I thought and I was just mixing up everything he was telling me... But the next day I realised it was definetly not my mistake!
Of course the internet didn't work that day and he had to come back the next day really early and fix it.
And that's when the conversation started!
He started by asking me if my friend was still sleeping. I said of course because it was still very early. For which he replied she was very lazy and immature! Lol! Then he kept going on as I looked more responsible. I told him I was a bit older than her and that was probably it... And his amazing answer was: "oh of course! I can see that from the dark marks below your eyes!" And he just said that like it was the most non offensive natural thing a strange man could say to a client! Finally he said it smelled like someone was cooking and I told him that was because someone WAS cooking! I was cooking something for lunch because I wouldn't have any time to do it later... Obviously he couldn't keep his mouth shut and he just warned me about how I was going to become very fat eating like that! -.-
I have nothing more to add to this post... Just that Italian people are completely crazy! Gotta love Italy! <3
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