Ciao, Watchers, we finally made it!
This is the last video in my Italy series.
Now, I've already shown you what I've gotten, what I've done, but now I'm gonna tell you what I've learned. Don't worry,
I'm not gonna summarize my lectures for you. Instead, this is a list of things
I wish I knew before traveling to Italy.
Now, this first thing I actually knew going into this, but I wasn't aware is gonna be as detrimental as it was. Um,
Italy doesn't have peanut butter?
They have a Nutella. Nutella is everywhere, but they don't have one of the main ingredients to a peanut butter and banana sandwich.
So, this is the kind of person that I am, I brought an entire
jar of peanut butter with me and rationed it to myself throughout the month. Even so I came back craving a PB&J. Another thing
I consume a lot of is milk and
Italy does have milk but it's different. I don't have the vocabulary
to describe exactly why it's so different
But it was and it was weird. So, prepare yourself for that.
So, when you go to an Italian restaurant,
they assume that you want the best, so you'll be given bottled water, either individually or as a leader for the whole table.
Just make sure that you clarify that you don't want sparkling water.
I don't know when it became the default
but, if you don't clarify that you want "aqua naturale"
they will give you sparkling water. And let me tell you those two are VERY different.
Okay, last food related thing: alfredo sauce does not exist in actual Italian cuisine.
I found this out and I was SO upset.
I don't know if it's a cultural or a generational difference,
but my group always seemed to be stuck behind an old Italian man smoking. Coming to terms with the amount of smoking
I would encounter on a daily
basis was an adjustment that I had to make.
Friendly reminder that smoking gives you a lung cancer and, if you're going to smoke and/or vape, please do so away from people.
Let me talk to you about Italian bathrooms. Some bathrooms are very nice.
They have developed this handle system where it's just a button on the wall
that you can you know hit with your elbow or press with your foot on the floor and you don't even have to touch the
handle to flush the toilet. It's very nice. I feel like it's very sanitary. Other times...it is a hole in the ground
that doesn't have toilet paper. So, bring a pack of tissues.
Also, depending on your squatting ability, prepare to hold your pants out of the way.
Also, you might be a little outraged if you're ever asked to pay to use a public bathroom. Um,
pay the euro and enjoy the fact that it's a very
clean bathroom. Travelling between countries in Europe - or at least the European Union - is much different than traveling into and out of
said Union. Now, what do I mean by that?
I mean, that I did not have to get my passport stamped when I landed in Italy because I had a layover in
Brussels and that's why they stamped my passport.
So, I now have two stamps from the Brussels Airport, despite only ever spending an hour there, and
none from Italy where I spent the entire month. Not gonna lie, I'm a little salty about it. Y'all. It. Is.
Hot. I knew that it was going to be warmer than my home state of Virginia.
I knew that I would be outside. But still I feel like I was underprepared for how the heat would affect me.
Especially when there was never a guarantee of air conditioning in any given place. Never have I drunk more water in my life and
Nnever again
will I take air conditioning for granted. The next thing that I wish I knew was how
people will come to you in the street and just
touch you. Listen, I'm sure you're familiar with the stories of pickpockets or gypsies, you know, running rampant in places like Italy
but I'm not talking about those people. I'm talking about the people that are attempting to sell you bracelets and
other young people sent out to promote things. It seems that personal space doesn't quite exist.
So, I had a number of people grab either me or friend by the shoulder to get our attention.
By the way, the translation for don't touch me is "non tocharme" and, if they're still pestering you, telling them "basta" or enough
usually gets them to go away. While I was still hopeless in the face of a language that I didn't understand in any capacity,
I was pleased to find that most people I interacted with spoke English.
Okay, so getting around was still a little annoying and I definitely would have floundered if I had gone to Italy by myself.
However,
I'm super happy to report that I was not as lost as I thought I would be, both in reading a menu and in reading
A map. So if you're concerned about a language barrier.
It's not as big as
you think it is. And that's the end of my list. If you want to see more of my Italy videos,
I have a playlist for you right here.
And also don't forget to subscribe to my channel for any other videos that I might make that's it for now. Remember everybody:
Love you all!
Laters!
I came back craving a peanut butter and jelly, oh no, no ah dying battery no no!

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