- Cobblestones (even if they occasionally make me fall)
- The charm of cracked plaster on ancient walls
- Prendere un Cafe
- Piazzas in which to sit & relax
- Beauty everywhere!
- Great restaurants
- Constant flattery
- Music wafting down the streets
- Telling the time by bells
- Long drawn-out dinners
- Double-cheek-kissing when greeting friends
- An air of greatness which refuses to be outdated
But what comes to light the most as I wander the streets is how much more it seems that Italians enjoy life, moment by moment. You see old men strolling through a Piazza slowly, thin hands behind their back, or a cigar in hand, pensive & mindful. Young lovers hold one another close as they walk together or stop to kiss passionately without regard.
Fathers take time to sit in a Piazza with their child & speak about life. People of all ages walk slowly & enjoy gelato. People stop to listen & appreciate the music being played in the streets, & no one has anywhere which is more important to be than directly in that moment.
Things are hardly perfect, but the Italians don't act as though that they are, nor that they need to be. I feel that they laugh more freely.
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