sometimes i feel like i live in a country of grandmas.
i wore a tshirt and halfpants again today, and flipflops. it was so warm that i had to take off the fleece i was wearing.
but on the bus, every single person made sure to stare at my feet, my bare arms.
and when i got to zibibbo, everyone was shocked to see how i was dressed.
they asked if i was actively trying to catch the flu and die.
they asked if i was trying to have a pot dropped on my feet, or burn my toes off with scalding water.
the answer is no
i was just so excited. and hot damn, fa caldo fuori!