Things Lucia learnes after being in Italy a year

LESSONS LEARNED (Carrie Underwood anyone??)

• I've learned the use of hats. Like before I didnt really get what they were for, i mean for snowboarding etc. yeah sure becasue youre outside, but i mean other than that, why do you need a hat to be in a car fifteen minutes only to be outside two seconds to go to the grocery store? but in rome you  need hats.
• I've learned that cities are tireing. Like legit come home from a day in the city and you just sleep.
• I've learned to reapply sunscrean
•  I've learned that being sexy doesnt mean youre a whore. Let me explain because mom isnt going to like this one...hahaa. In italy women that are "hot" like Berlusconi's type of women are considered whore-y...well becasue they actually are prostitutes. But a sexy woman is a sucsessful, beautiful, educated, well-manered women. Sexy is self-confidence.
• I've learned that slow food is always better. Taking time to make something rather thatn relieing on some burger that was flash frozen, dropped on the floor, and reheated on a grill. What you put into your body is important. If it's filled with hormones, artificial flavors etc. youre going to end up with some issues and like three eyes and green skin. The beautiful thing about italy is how much they care about food. Its always natural, its always made fresh, its never flash frozen. They only eat vegetables that are local and in season, this way strawberries arent shipped from Guatamala in the middle of January. And they dont have chains! which means no conformity, every restaurant is different and unique. If they want cheese, they go to the cheese store, if they want meat, they go to the meat store, if they want eggs they go to a farm and get eggs. Its actually amazing as an american to see the energy that italians put into eating good food; becasue we come from a nation of convinience. everything is premade, precooked, presliced, prewashed. Really, really? do we really not have time to slice vegetables?? this is a little embarassing. VIVA L'ITALIA!!
• This will make my father very proud. I have learned the importance of pleasure. I have learned the importance of saying no to working an extra shift so that you can go home and have dinner with your family. I have learned the importance of eating an entire plate of pasta AND then dessert, or staying an extra hour to watch the sunset with your friends, or taking a NAP. In America we live to be smarter, to be better, we live for the promotion, for first place. In italy they live for pleasure, this has made me learned to  NOT TO BURN THE CANDLE AT BOTH ENDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Happy dad????! oh yeah, and happy fathers day :) But if I am going to take one thing from italy its this. Its the lesson to stop and smell the flowers, to not live life at 230957834908 miles...killometers an hour. I have learned the importance of pleasure. Thanks a ton Italy!