What do you think of when I say: ‘Italy’? I’ve accidentally asked this question to the readers of Where Lemons Blossom while posting on ‘Montefabbri’, a beautiful little village near Pesaro. I have received answers from Australia to the U.S, from the United Kingdom to Italy. A few answers sounded familiar: ‘Italian food’, ‘history’, ‘beautiful women ;-); some others took me by surprise: ‘dogs sleeping in the sun’, ‘intense conversation’, ‘Inspector Montalbano’. All of them making me somehow proud of being Italian (apart from the sad, and unfortunately true, hint to the ‘waves of refugees’ – a pain for us Italians and for all European states urging us to do more to help and welcome them).
Terry, an author from Austrialia who is not particularly fond of travelling, wrote:
In any case,” I said. “If I want to visit anywhere in the world I read my WordPress blogs. Like the wonderful lady who lives near Valentino Rossi’s mum! (thank you, Terry!!!)
In my previous post, written in Italian, I asked the same questions to Italians: ‘What do you think of when I say Italy?’ (apart from standing in long lines at the post office…).
I’ll go first: I like those haberdashery shops you still find in small villages dating back to the 1950’s (you can tell by their sign), still selling haberdashery from the 1950’s (old buttons or faded elastic bands) and run by the (probably) oldest blue-haired lady in the village (I mean, not really blue-haired, but still with a shade of blue/violet in her white hair).
Here are a few answers from WLB readers (by the way, thank you Francine, Sue, Terry and all the others!) on what is it that sounds/looks ‘Italian’ to them:
Beautiful food, beautiful women, fashion, cars, motorcycles, movie directors, movie stars, ‘Inspector Montelbano’, beautiful villages, dogs sleeping in the sun, sparkling ocean, (sadly) waves of refugees, wine and old men playing cards, intense conversations and of course Alfa Romeo, Ferrari, Bugatti, Ducati, and all the others. the best food I’ve ever eaten, the most beautiful people I’ve ever seen, and more history than I could ever know
And what do you think of when I say: ‘Italy’?