Why is it that the Italian men are always the ones sitting in the coffee shops chugging back their 10th espresso, downing their 3rd Spritz?
I'm not sure I can actually answer my own question. But I wonder where their wives are?
It is the seniors of the tuscan villages dressed in their beige dress trousers and best shirt, despite the fact that it is 40+ degrees out here. THey have been living here for an age , that this day feels cold, like a chill is blowing through. But why is one so prepared for what may be a business meeting or greeting too the pope, when in actual fact all they do is sit on the sidewalk talking Italian jargon to one another.
If I were to pass in 2, 3 or even 4 hours I could almost guarantee that the same men, generally in groups of four would be sitting at the same coffee house with a glass half full of what ever they so desire.
Congratulations to them for knowing how to make the most of ones day.
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