It's been a month since I was in Italy and my recollection of it all is starting to become hazy... but there's one special story I remember very vividly from that trip that I want to share. It is the kind of story you'd be able to pull straight out of a romantic comedy, except what I'm about to tell you is real, not scripted.
The date was December 31, 2007, the time 11:59 p.m., the place Piazza di Popolo in Rome, one of the big plazas of the city that drew in large crowds on that vibrant night. As my friends and I are counting down the seconds to the new year, others are already indulging in make-out sessions, guzzling champagne, shattering beer bottles on the ground, and lighting up fireworks. And then there was that one guy, the one scanning the crowds, hoping to lock eyes with the woman of his dreams whom he hasn't met yet. And then he would finally catch her attention, distracted by all the chaos encircling her.
"That guy is staring at you."
"Is he cute?"
I turn around, to check out who this guy is. My friends were probably mistaken, I thought. He's not staring at me. He's staring at that blonde chick behind me that's falling out of her dress. Hey, he's not bad. He was towering over the otherswise short Italians, piercing into my eyes with this look of seduction, as if trying to reel me in like a fish from an ocean full of celebrating tourists and natives. But it's not working. Didn't take the bait.
Next thing I know, he actually comes up to me, tells me buon anno (happy new year in Italian), and gives me the bises. OK, now that we got that out of the way, maybe he'll leave a happy camper. But no. Next thing I know, he's walking towards me with a yellow rose in hand, and as he hands it to me, he says, in Italian of course, "For the most beautiful woman of 2008."
Are you kidding me?
So we got to talking, figured out his name was Franco, an Italian-Romanian who felt the electrifying power of love overcome him when he laid eyes on me. Unfortunately, I didn't feel the same way. But hey, I'm in Rome, on New Year's Eve, why not? As we shared a New Year's kiss, he told me that "tu sei bella" and that "ti amo." So we exchanged numbers and agreed to meet the next day.
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Hey you!!!!! Ya te extrañaba....no puedo creer lo que estas contando!!! hahahaha llevo dias entrando a ver si habias escrito mas desde la ultima vez!! Pero no me dejes asi cuentame mas!!!! Te quiero mucho hermanita linda!!!!
...and you're going to leave it at that? Mean!
Hey Vilie! haha, sounds like good fun. But I have to agree with your above friend. Did he call? Did you call? I believe we, your faithful readership, deserve to know. I'm guessing neither you nor he called, but I would appreciate confirmation.
whooo! that was hot...actually he sounds hot :) lol
Waow (said the French way)! Please write me with some other details. I miss youuuuu!
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