April 3rd was a day of firsts: first time to use Italian for something more that grazie, scusi, or Buongiorno. I was understood completing entire sentences:
Parle Englese? (Do you speak English)
Non capisco Italiano. (I don’t speak Italian.
And most importantly, Dove it bagno? (Where is the bathroom)
This day was also the first time I used the Italian Metro system. I actually used it 6 times: 2 trains, 3 subways, and one bus (the bus I do not recommend).
On Noah’s recommendation, I decided to visit The Church of God the Merciful Father (linked here), which as a bit out of town. After a train, a walk, a subway, and another walk, I made it there. It was nice being outside of the city. The area was a mix between suburbia and the countryside.
Then back in town for the Basilica di San Giovanni (linked here)
The highlight of the day was pasticciotto pistachio. I had tried a chocolate croissant on the previous day and it was not good. Maybe the Italian patisserie are not as good as the French. Maybe it was because it was the afternoon and the pastry had been sitting all day. I don’t know. But I decided to try something unrecognized, and it was one of the most delicious things I had ever eaten.
Here is a really bad formula for a plan: decide to go for an evening walk to a park in the south (I had not walked south yet) and not really check to see how far it is. I did make it there a little after sunset, and was able to watch kayak soccer in the lagoon, which was very cool. Luckily for me, there was a subway station nearby, so that and a short train ride and I was back in my neighborhood.
And, my final photo for the day:
Is it for glass bottle disposal?
ReplyDeleteGood job, you, with the italiano!!