“The ramblings and grumblings of author Ad Hudler”

Dear Italian boys: Don't mess with my daughter
Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Our daughter is studying abroad in Italy this summer and she's posting her travels in a blog. I had to share this funny anecdote with you:

This weekend my roommates and I visited the Amalfi Coast, Sorrento, and the island of Capri. We began by taking a five hour bus ride from Perugia to Naples. However, all hopes of stopping for a delicious pizza in Naples (the birthplace of pizza) were completely dashed when we realized what an absolute CRAP HOLE Naples is. I had always heard writers describe Naples as a loud, dirty, noisy city that had some sense of ruffian charm about it: however, I did not pick up on any charm at all in the twenty minutes or so that I was there. Massive piles of trash littered the streets, everyone looked angry and/or was yelling at someone or something, and within five minutes of leaving our bus some gypsy children tried to steal my bag. They were running around me, pretending to play innocently, when one of them tried to grab it. Having read that Naples is a cesspool of humanity and a big center of crime, I was already on my guard, so I swung my other bag, which was pretty heavy, and hit them HARD in the face. Needless to say, it worked: they ran away. I was kind of worried about hitting a small child in the face, especially since their mother was right there. However, I obviously didn’t want to get stolen from, and since their mother didn’t react whatsoever, showing she was in on the game, it was clear that I was right in labeling them as thieving gypsies. Needless to say, watch your back when you’re in Naples.

Me again: Tee-hee-hee


Blogger Maite said...

love it...takes after her father as a writer.

June 9, 2011 at 12:24 PM  

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