Having a blast in Torino

Gionni, Sam and I at a statue in Torino.

Aside from brining back a cold, I had a great time in Torino. I met a friend of mine there from The Orion named Maegan Martins and she showed me around and let me crash at her place (even though I accidentally stole all the bed the first night). Here are the pictures from the trip, and also my YouTube video of London is up.

Torino isn't touristy at all (except for other Italians) and lacked all the touristy crap that you can find in Prague. It was nice to be in a place where no one spoke English because even I now know some Italian. The architecture was beautiful there and the piazzas were nice. There is always a market on the weekend with clothes, food and all sorts of stuff. Walking through it was enough for me: the people were loud and joking around, calling out to each other and to potential buyers. Very different from Prague. (Picture: The last standing Roman wall in Italy.)

It seemed like everyone had a little balcony to look out of and they always had lots of plants.
Flowers, bushes, leafy ones, it was very nice to see. Most people live in apartments and hang their clothes out to dry on their porches too, so out of Maegan's window I saw lots of green and lots of underwear.

There was also an International Food Festival going on the weekend I was there (a chocolate festival happened a few weeks before I came, sad I missed it). There were stands with food from many countries in Europe, the Czech Republic being one of them. There were some U.S. booths too but they sold tacky stuff and hamburgers. Go figure, eh? It was a lot of fun! Until lots of babies started crying, then we left.

I met Maegan's Italian boyfriend, Gionni (spelling? pronounced like Johnny), as well as three other Italian friends of hers. We had dinner at a seafood restaurant and I got "Fritto Misto" which was a plate of fried fish of all types. Filipo ate my fried sardines for me, because I just couldn't do it, heh.

I ate gelato and pizza, too. It's what you do in Italy, right? I also went to a club and danced with Maegan and her roommate Samantha.
The club was crowded and hot, but even Italian men dance in groups, so it was much different than Prague or the U.S. They dance without women, although they'd like to dance with women. Maegan told me that when they dance, the men try to kiss your neck. Creepy! That was way too far outside my comfort zone (and I'm sure Robert wouldn't appreciate it), so I decided to just dance with my friends. (Picture: Maegan and Gionni with Sam in back at the International Food Market)