Once upon a time in Texas, there was a girl with an appetite and a dream...
Just look at what some thoughtful person left for me in my parked car! See that black bag in the back seat? Can you guess what's inside?
posted by Tracie P. at 8/28/2006 04:26:00 AM
Does leaving your former life to live in paradise really need much explanation? I had a dream to live in Italy. After four years of teaching and almost as many summers traveling, I knew that something had to be done. I needed to cook every day with that fresh, locally-grown produce. I needed to connect with people who made their own wine and bought their whole chickens with the feet still on. I wanted to live in a culture whose inherent passion for gastronomy was not born of pretense, but of the knowledge that what is so fundamental to life should also be ENJOYED. This, for me, is the definition of "la dolce vita Italiana." While it may not always be sweet, it is always Italian.
13 Comments:
Tracie. . . you need a vacation. . . don't let those rude loud Eyetalians get ya going. . . come home to Texas. . . drink a few ritas. . . have some tex mex. . . listen to the loud Texans. . . then you will be ready for Italy again. . .
Ciao
8/28/2006 11:17 AM
Oh this is too good! I can't wait to pull this joke on someone!
8/28/2006 12:05 PM
Hey Tracie.
Maybe the crazy taxi driver left that for you. Jack-ass. And so weird. So sorry about how you're being treated over there. :(
Maybe you need to take a break and get away from Ischia for a while....Go home and visit your family in Texas, as Sicilian suggested. :)
Even people who live in "paradise" need vacations. Haha.
8/28/2006 12:55 PM
Wow, how rude! Is that supposed to be some kind of joke? If so, it's really bad.
8/28/2006 3:51 PM
Well, you have to look on the bright side...at least the trash was INSIDE the bag that was inside your car. :) You're having a run of bad luck! I think you're just doing this so we won't envy you.
8/28/2006 4:25 PM
Hey, that must have been the same guy who poured the remains of his coca cola into Carlo's bike helmet!
8/29/2006 5:14 AM
Well, at least the bag colour-matched the car upholstery!
Erik
8/29/2006 5:16 AM
again I say, WTF? why would someone put trash in a jeep? Take a deep breath, summer is almost over and the annoying crowds will be gone soon.
Now I must go to the gym and make sure not to wake up our local homeless man who likes to dig through our dumpster and leave garbage on top of the dumpster. Our previous owner thought about getting a lock for our dumpter. The buidling next door did that and the homeless lit it and one of the cars on fire.
Have a nice day.
8/29/2006 7:43 AM
I cannot believe how lazy people are? Leaving a bag filled with garbage really takes the cake! A few weeks ago I left my sunroof open and someone deposited some lovely gum wrappers and such in the front seat of my car...
I guess no matter where you reside, there are always rude people around.
8/29/2006 9:27 AM
Everyone who said for Tracie to come home for a break has my approval. Sounds like a good way for me to see my baby girl again.
P.S. I hope nobody catches on to the money I keep sending those crazy Eyetalians to harass my daughter into coming home.
Just kidding honey. You hang in there. Sometimes you just gotta laugh at other peoples rudeness. You just be the young lady you are and were raised to be. We love you, yore Pappy oer hur in these har unitee stayts of merica.
8/29/2006 1:52 PM
i know it would be SUPER gross, but i would be tempted to go through the trash to find a name...then you could return the trash, and more. haha
8/29/2006 2:25 PM
What an a** (the guy who left it NOT you)! Just when I was going to tell you (again) of how jealous I am of you, you go and post something like this. Well, I don't live on an island with beautiful sun sets BUT I have never found trash in my car. Fair trade off? I don't think so!! I'll take the island WITH or without car trash. heheheheh!
Cyn
8/31/2006 12:38 PM
Must be the same person who can't tell that my bicycle basket is NOT a trash can!
9/02/2006 7:58 AM
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