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Wednesday, September 14, 2011

It Happened Again...

You brought home another kitty? Nope.
You got caught laughing at a man’s purple out fit? No.
Traffic was ridiculous? Um, that’s always the case.
You drank coffee too late in the day? Often the case, but totally worth it.

I took a scenic route on the way home.

After getting wine recommendations from Tony at the store I decided it was time to start my trek home from the SS. I decided it was time to take a break from Blake Sheldon and flip on my Italian radio station- you know the one that only every 3rd song is in Italian? It must have been 8:30 because the news updates were going and I actually understood some of it. Feeling confident I started practicing my Italian by both repeating the radio and also reading road signs out loud.

Well, this continued on for some time and then I realized that the road was pretty empty, recently paved, and the speed limit was higher than normal. Eh. Whatever. Then I realized that I never made my turn. Crap. Well, given the amount of driving around I’ve been doing I saw signs for Napoli and decided to press on; worse case I end up back tracking the long route.

It turned out better than this if course (probably because I had a full tank of gas and fully charged cell phone) and I ended up hitting the road I should have been on miles prior, near Lago Patria. Phew.

Yes I’m directionally impaired here. You will be too! I’ve said it before- roads are not like back in the states. You can’t just exit and get back on. Well, you can but it requires a U-turn if you’re lucky…not like I would know anything about that though. But again, of my one triangle that I make routinely I think I’m beginning to figure out just how it all connects. I think. A map would still probably be a good idea though.    

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