Friday night a big group of us headed to Piazza Bellini to hangout. (Including many girls fellas!!) In the picture above is FWe soon found ourselves in a jam-packed pub on a side street downtown. Avoiding the chaos we decided to get a quiet table in the back. After everyone ordered drinks and snacks, we resumed our conversation. As I was in the middle of attempting to decode an Italian dialog, I soon found myself standing under a waterfall of Beer. Our server, who wasn't paying much attention to me, instead gazing at the two girls next to me, had lost control of his tray and poured half a dozen full beers right down my front side. Being the passivist I am, I didn't make a big to do about it, instead for some reason apologized to the server who kindly brought me a fresh Coca, "on the house" Thanks buddy.
After an hour or so of drying off, I decided to follow a few of the guys up to the bar to mingle with others. Word then spread to the female bartender that I was American and she began to kind of hoop and holler a little bit all while waving at me. A few others decided to smile, wave, and holler along with her. Joining into the excitement I nonchalantly gave her, and the entire bar for that matter, the "Rock On" sign (looks like Hookem' Horns). To my shock, the moment my hands reached the air, I had four others grab me my arms and yank them down like I was being arrested. Laughingly, they told me to never do this in public, because in Italy this is the same as flippin' the bird to someone. Live and Learn I guess!
