Ciao Italia

Well, I've been in Italy (again) for the past week.
I donàt like Italy that much anymore. If it wasn't for the food I would actually think Italy would be a waste of time.

Went to Florence this weekend, and I've realized one thing. Tourism-based cities loathe turists. I don't like them either, especially when they are american or english, as they tend to be patronising gits when they come out of "civilization" and travel around Europe. But I'm a tourist as well, ain't I? In Italy I don't see myself as one, maybe because Italian and Portuguese cultures are so alike.
That's why as well, I can recognize this kind of rude treatment towards tourists. We see it in the Algarve very frequently - "let's take advantage of these bastards" - they don't speak the language and have plenty of money to spend.

In Florence, a waiter at a cafe we went to, referring to my friend Julie, said to one of his colleagues, "Has this one payed for her coffee?" - This one. This one? I was so f**king outraged by that treatment, that I had an argument with the waiter. He had thought we didn't understand Italian and was very apologetic, but nevertheless, I felt so angry, cos I was getting that kind of disrespectful and antipatic treatment during the whole day.
So Florence, instead of the beautiful artistic city every one loves and talks about, became the symbol of the touristic city I don't to go back to. Venice will probably be the same.

Anyway, we're going back to London tomorrow. Can't wait.