Sep 01, 2007 20:30
It is day 3 of my Italy trip and I am in the beautiful city of Modena. For those who are not familiar with the city, it is located in the northern part of Italy and is over 300 years old with the European architect one only sees in the movies. Most buildings are from 3 to six stories high painted in various colors with various fresco designs. Many of the side streets are decorated with various types of trees which keep the sunlight from entering in the buildings. Since many of the buildings have no air condition this is a good thing.
I spent most of the day in the middle of town exploring. The city has some of the most magnificent stores that I have seen. The clothing stores had the latest European fashions but not necessarily name brands, but mostly clothing made in Italy. Looking at the clothing, I realized I want to wear them. Of course, since this being Italy, the clothes are design for skinny people.
As I looked at the clothes, I was full of optimism. I have been on a weight loss program and the thought of one day wearing some of items I saw in the stores just motivates me more to stay on my eating plan. To date, I have lost over 20 pounds. My goal is to loose at least 40 more. It is time that I look good and start taking better care of myself. This entry is for another day.
The other stores consisted of fine jewelry, pottery, leather goods, and bakeries. Although the pastries looked delicious, I didn’t eat any. My goal to loose weight takes higher priority.
As I was walking around, many people kept on staring at me. It took me a while to realize that I was being looked at by both the beautiful boys and the adults because of my hair. Before leaving for Italy, I had my hair streaked with blonde highlights. It seems I am the only person in this town that has highlighted hair. It was nice to be looked at.
Now to the boys. The most beautiful boys I have ever seen seem to live in this city. Most of the guys are slim, but there are some with good builds. Most guy wear their hair long which I like. I was surprised on how many were natural blondes, but I did enjoy looking at the ones with brown hair. Um, I will take these guys over a cookie any day.
Now, after studying Italian for over a year, I thought I would be comfortable having conversations with the locals. Jim wake up. After listing to everyone speak, I realize that I would only make a fool out of myself trying to talk to the guys. This doesn’t mean I haven’t spoken Italian. The people in the restaurants and shops seem to understand me. The only problem is they want to practice their English with me, why I want to practices my Italian with them.
Well, its 8:30 and I am getting ready for dinner. They eat late over here. I won’t be at the restaurant until 9:30 or 10:00.
Tomorrow, I am off to the lake region.