Day 15: Cogoleto Beach and "French Fry"

Today i was a French Fry, hehe. Nah i wasn't a french embalming fluid drenched fried potato, but i hung with all the French people from my dorm, who are all departing this week. frown. So we all went to Cogoleto beach because once more the temperature is well above 90 degrees farenheit, but i am not so sure because everything here is in kilometers, and Celcius, and i didnt pay that much attention when we were learning conversions. hehe.

...all i know is that i needed this and i definitely missed a spot, and got burned on my butt, yes of all the places my butt!! So we took the train to Cogoleto, and we saw some Genovian grafitti, and ...
we thought that this bush land was our stop but we were wrong, of course how could the beach be here????

Then we mossied our way down the "smellow brick road" to the part of the beach that was NOT private. And as you can see a little game of "footsy" was being played on the far left side...hmmmm...then we saw soo many meats, (no not what you are thinking) and cheeses, out in this hot ass weather, and people still bought them!!!! i thought them joints was supposed to be refrigerated, what gives????

hehe, this meat is called viagra, how redundant!! haha.

Enjoy the flicks...

watch me turn ten shades darker... and them turn ten shades...redder, ooppps!!!

gelatos flow like honey here is genoa, and i am more than happy to welcome it :)
then when we got back to the dorm, and washed the salt off of ourselves, and our hair, i realized that i was starving and we all headed to the local pizzeria for din-din.

to my surprise the fantas here are actually not orange. the can acutally states that it is without artificial coloring, SO WHAT THE FOOK ARE THEY TRYNA POISON US WITH IN AMERICA!!

oh yeah this is our Italian friend "M" who can juggle rocks, what a supurb talent, with "B" walking right in the view, lol.

ciao.

Day 14: Talking Italian Parrot

Well on this lustrious day of wonder, i was offered to eat dinner with Manuelito and his friends in his wonderful abode. Oh how exciting it was to be amongst such beautiful company.
My favorite part of the night was the cold pasta that Manu prepared, it was delightful. The gelato with ananas, and the creme cake, made my belly very happy.
Manuelito who was such a wonderful host.

Then he had this mechanical talking Italian parrot, that shouted out little ubsurdities, that i did not quite understand, but were funny nonetheless. And me and my gemelli decided to take a picture with it, after harrassing it and recording little phrases, and then pressing every button possible, haha.Then after experimenting with car-pooling we ended up hanging out with all the cool kids of Genoa, and also the hippies, and old "still tryna be young" people. haha

We also went to our favorite pub, to chill with our favorite bar maiden Francesca, who wanted to show off her hand-drawn pseudo tattoo of some gremlin like character called JACK. seems like a pretty harmless name for a Gremlin, but was quite friendly.

ciao.bueno sera.