I guess after being in a country other then your own for over 2 weeks... you start to notice all the things you don't like about it. As much as I love Italy and enjoyed my vacation... I would definitely not live in Italy. I know I will be visiting very often in my life just because that's where my best friend lives... but that's about as far as it will go. And really there are only 3 reasons I would not live in Italy. I will share then in order of importance... the last being the most important one.
So the first reason is the 5 hour siesta! That literally drove me insane! After waiting forever to finally get to the stores to shop... they are all closed for lunch. I hated walking around the streets window shopping... because every store had their gate down. Even the bars and restaurants were having siesta! How ridiculous is that?!? Why should the people who work in a restaurant go home for lunch!?! Ridiculous!
The second reason is that there is a lot of chat with no action! People would talk for hours and hours about bonbonnieres or organizing rides... only for nothing to be done! No decisions are made... rather just a lot of confusion! At the end of their 3 hour conversations about a minor detail in life... no one knows what they were even talking about! Every conversation needs a note-taker!
And the real reason I could never live in Italy is the food! I'm sorry Italians... but I just can't do it! I can't eat pasta everyday! By the end of my trip I didn't even want to see pasta! And now that I am home... I REALLY don't want to see pasta! I need rice and chicken... and gravy... and spices! And I also don't eat pork... and that's like the only meat they eat there! It was a big challenge for me to find some chicken! And I know that not everyone has the same dietary needs... but I guess this trip really showed me that I am just a good ole West Indian girl... I need rice and chicken!
So the first reason is the 5 hour siesta! That literally drove me insane! After waiting forever to finally get to the stores to shop... they are all closed for lunch. I hated walking around the streets window shopping... because every store had their gate down. Even the bars and restaurants were having siesta! How ridiculous is that?!? Why should the people who work in a restaurant go home for lunch!?! Ridiculous!
The second reason is that there is a lot of chat with no action! People would talk for hours and hours about bonbonnieres or organizing rides... only for nothing to be done! No decisions are made... rather just a lot of confusion! At the end of their 3 hour conversations about a minor detail in life... no one knows what they were even talking about! Every conversation needs a note-taker!
And the real reason I could never live in Italy is the food! I'm sorry Italians... but I just can't do it! I can't eat pasta everyday! By the end of my trip I didn't even want to see pasta! And now that I am home... I REALLY don't want to see pasta! I need rice and chicken... and gravy... and spices! And I also don't eat pork... and that's like the only meat they eat there! It was a big challenge for me to find some chicken! And I know that not everyone has the same dietary needs... but I guess this trip really showed me that I am just a good ole West Indian girl... I need rice and chicken!
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