Passport to Firenze

A few things I have noticed about Italy.

Peeing. It is totally cool for guys to pee in certain alley ways. Yup, usually you will find these alley ways by noticing that you can't see the other end when looking down. These, dont even think of walking down- even without tredding down the cobblestones you can see needles lying there waiting for some other druggie to use them and contract some bad disease. But back to men, this rule especially applies at night- go ahead, gotta piss, be my guest. The idea of this is like the middle ages, but instead of throwing the bed chambers out the widow, the whole idea of the bed chamber was tossed out and peeing freely became ok.

Also, while on the topic of men, if they gotta scratch, go ahead, hold on to your... and scratch a way! OF COURSE WE DONT MIND! -- The ammount of revolting men scratching or just holding on to their privates in the street is so wrong.

BUT- to top off this topic, i then go to harassment. It's one thing if they are just annoying everyone by what they are doing, but it's completely another if they start grabbing at you instead. And what i mean by this is the ass-grabing, boob- grabbing, hair touching men that wander this city. For example, elli and I were going out to dinner, we looked nice, but not dressy- and i had to turn fast in order to get away from a guy who was trying to grab my boob! WHAT THE HELL! You would go to jail and end up with a bruised face if you did that in texas! Then we get to the restaurant, and while the waiter is showing us to our table- YIKES! Elli gets a full on butt pinch. Whatever Italian women are not completely sapping a guy for doing that and now made it possible to happen, should be ASHAMED.

That is all, I just wanted to get that out. GRR.