Camouflage Boots

I wore my new Italian boots for the first time today. Definitely got a few blisters breaking them in, but I looked very stylish. I also noticed that I looked much less like a tourists. I didn't get one offer to eat at a pizzeria or buy some cheesy souvenirs. Usually, anytime I walk down the street all the vendors and waiters are trying to get the tourists to come buy things. Either my boots made me invisible or they made me look Italian. It might also have been because I was wearing my jacket zipped up with a scarf even though it was pretty warm. The Italians dress for the season while the tourists dress for the weather. So, even though it is 65 degrees outside, the Romans are all still in winter coats, scarves, and gloves. I am, of course, wearing just a jacket and am sweating. I wonder how long before they start moving from winter to spring. I forgot to check whether Phil saw his shadow...

Tonight I cooked pasta with zucchini and garlic. It was pretty tastey, if I do say so myself. I also had some gelato (I think I have been updating the gelato counter, but maybe it's not working). Today was peach and raspberry flavor. I always remember the Italian word for raspberries (lamponi) because once during an oral exam I said "nipoti" instead. I said how I was really hungry and wanted to go to the market to buy fresh "nipoti" because they are so delicious. Well, "nipoti" actually means grandchildren!