Today was and will probably be my most favorite day in Italy. Not only did my roommate Melody and I discover a new, authentic Italian market, Sant'Ambrogio, I went on an adventure to Fiesole with Mahea, Jessi, and Brianne. We went there for the Truffle Festival and to our disappointment, we found out that the festival had ended last weekend. We were on our way to the church of San Francesco when we came upon a true Italian style picnic: large families bustling with laughter, quickly jumping into songs, and enjoying their food and wine. We were taking pictures with the scenic view of Fiesole in the background when suddenly, one of the elderly men from the Italian family gestures at us. He started to blow us kisses and motion with his body that we were like fleeting angels. Jessi, Brianne, and I were very much confused as to how to respond so we just stood there rigidly, just laughing and smiling. Mahea, on the other hand, with her classy and elegant self, blew the kisses back. The guy continued to blow more kisses and then he offered us some vino (wine), which we gladly accepted. We immediately became a part of this loving party. I even want to say that we met our Italian family. We took, god knows how many photos, together and exchanged friendly hugs and kisses. No one spoke English and none of us knew Italian so the conversation quickly turned awkwardly silent but we had a good time, and I'm sure they enjoyed our international presence! Plus, they gave us the best wine I've ever tasted! We eventually parted ways but being in a small town, we were bound to run into each other. And every time we did, we shouted Ciao~! and blew some more waves and kisses. On days like these, I tell myself that I just might not go back home to America. Mi piace Fiesole.
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| Salute~! Con mi famiglia italiano. |
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