You would think that since Willis Carrier was so gracious enough to invent air conditioning, Italian people would be gracious enough to get one. I understand that their houses are really fancy, and are insulated to keep it cool, but seriously-- they have no idea what they are missing.
Worst part of Italy by far. :) But ehh.. the beach can solve any problems I think. When I come back for round two of this amazing country, I will be staying at hotels-- all of which have good ol AC.
When I was cutting watermelon a couple days ago, I sent the knife through, and when it cut, the remainder of the HUGE watermelon rolled over on the counter. This resulted in me lunging towards a glass that went flying through the air. Now, my cat like reflexes were apparently disabled, and the glass went plummeting to the floor. It shattered everywhere, and I just happened to be barefoot. Immediately, I went to get shoes, but apparently I was too late. Hours later, my foot would randomly have excruciating pains while I was running on the beach playing soccer. They were random, but if I landed on my foot right, I wanted to scream. I knew the piece was small, cause when I examined my foot, the entry hole was little. Yesterday, having only a small manicure kit, I picked off layer upon layer of skin. I thought for sure that the sliver had come out and I must of missed it. I kept pressing and pressing and the pain seemed to only be from me picking. I was excited! This morning, we had been at the beach for hours, and I was walking on the sand and AHHH. There it was again. This time more intense. I decided to tell the Mother that I had stepped on a shell. I know it is a lie, but she is the type that would freak out and automatically assume there was glass embedded in her children's feet. I was saving her the stress, I promise. I told her there must still be a piece in there. She agreed and suggested I take the car to the pharmacy to see what the doctor said. In Italy, the pharmacists are actually Doctors and will come out and examine you and then give you what they believe could be your remedy. Interesting concept... Now- apart from the glass, I have not driven a car in 40 some days, let alone driven a car in Italy. Italian drivers are crazy and I feel as if everyone on a bike is in la la land and could possibly dart in front of your car without warning (probably why the lady here hit a moped driver just two weeks ago). I was nervous, but the pharmacy closed in an hour, and I needed something. I headed out, and made it there safely. I didn't want to stand out as a cautious American, so I parked illegally, and hoped for the best. The doctor in the pharmacy examined my foot. She said that it would indeed be hard to get out. She offered black salve, (thank you Aunt Tess, cause this was her idea that I shut down thinking no way will I find that in Italy!) and a sterile needle for assistance and sent me on my way. Black salve apparently brings foreign objects to the surface of your skin (don't ask me how). It works, It works great!! I lathered it on all day in hopes that tonight I would find the glass. After what seemed like forever, I found the glass!! I only widened the hole in my foot like 8 times its original size, and the healing will most likely take a little bit, but IT IS OUT. I was worried for a bit that I may lose my ability to walk, but don't worry. I will be fully mobile and back to my beach runs in no time.
Terribly hot, but my foot is glass-less, and I drove in Italy. It all works out!!
We are here for 10 more days! I have some new pics that should be up tomorrow.
Love and Miss everyone. xoxoxoxo Linds
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