My Random Roman Observations
I wanted to record down observations about the people here in Rome, just so I won't forget. So here it is. :) Hope it's not too convoluted for you.
Language is very round and lyrical, full of sing-song lilting. Often spoken at breakneck pace, with plenty of gesturing around. Fashion sense is more toward the tacky side, as compared to places like Barcelona and Paris. People are rather curt and rude if you don't speak English, but then you meet the occasional lovely friendly one.
Food of choice is often pizza, sandwiches or pasta. They seriously live off this stuff every day, it's unbelievable. McDonald's here is the same price, except in Euros. But they do like their food fast - lunch is often a panini and a coffee grabbed over the counter in ten minutes. You pay more if you want to sit down and enjoy it al fresco. Gelato stores are everywhere, and most of them are pretty decent.
Women seem to favor the tan, dark-haired, dark-featured look here. They're very curvy, you hardly see anything less than a B-cup over here. And their figures sure do go awry with age man... So in a way I'm thankful for the small boobs I have. But only to a certain extent (I am very aware of how unattractive I must appear to the caucasian male - no boobs, skinny, short hair).
Romans drive like mad people. They don't respect pedestrian crossings that do not have a traffic light, even if you are already beginning to cross. I guess this reflects a culture that is rather self-centred and brash, a culture where 'I'm always right and who gives two fucks about you uh'. Heh.
What also reflects this is how everyone litters everywhere, there is spit and dog poo on the streets, and you often find piles of puke around street corners (okay, that more of reflects a strong alcohol culture heh). And you smell pee along streets a LOT. It's kind of appalling, the standard of hygiene here.
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And I can't wait to get home!!!!
Language is very round and lyrical, full of sing-song lilting. Often spoken at breakneck pace, with plenty of gesturing around. Fashion sense is more toward the tacky side, as compared to places like Barcelona and Paris. People are rather curt and rude if you don't speak English, but then you meet the occasional lovely friendly one.
Food of choice is often pizza, sandwiches or pasta. They seriously live off this stuff every day, it's unbelievable. McDonald's here is the same price, except in Euros. But they do like their food fast - lunch is often a panini and a coffee grabbed over the counter in ten minutes. You pay more if you want to sit down and enjoy it al fresco. Gelato stores are everywhere, and most of them are pretty decent.
Women seem to favor the tan, dark-haired, dark-featured look here. They're very curvy, you hardly see anything less than a B-cup over here. And their figures sure do go awry with age man... So in a way I'm thankful for the small boobs I have. But only to a certain extent (I am very aware of how unattractive I must appear to the caucasian male - no boobs, skinny, short hair).
Romans drive like mad people. They don't respect pedestrian crossings that do not have a traffic light, even if you are already beginning to cross. I guess this reflects a culture that is rather self-centred and brash, a culture where 'I'm always right and who gives two fucks about you uh'. Heh.
What also reflects this is how everyone litters everywhere, there is spit and dog poo on the streets, and you often find piles of puke around street corners (okay, that more of reflects a strong alcohol culture heh). And you smell pee along streets a LOT. It's kind of appalling, the standard of hygiene here.
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And I can't wait to get home!!!!
posted by the zee at 1:20 AM
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