These are W(onderful) T(reasure) F(inds) from our last trip.
Some are more "well isn't that fun" than "what the f*****". A few are more "what the heck?" or "was that what they intended?", but still, mostly fun....
Some are more "well isn't that fun" than "what the f*****". A few are more "what the heck?" or "was that what they intended?", but still, mostly fun....
Car names in Italy were interesting as well:
Fiat PANDA |
Citroen JUMPY |
Renault - I have no idea..... but I want one! |
We’re not much for getting souvenirs, but the wife found one
of the best things ever in the train station in Florence: a USB charger/converter for phones and
tablets. We saw people on the trains
with these things and had to have one!
We’ve been limping along with an old plug converter that we’ve been
lugging around for 20+ years and we’ve run into trouble when all our
electronics need to be charged at the same time. (Also, on plug converters, it takes longer. 😒)
Espresso wine - nope, it's not coffee wine.
They're single serving wine glasses, similar to the sake juice boxes and single serving sake cups we found in Japan. The wine wasn't great, but they were portable!
And speaking of portable Italian stuff, the wife is 3rd generation Italian-American. Apparently, she looked comfortable enough in Italy that people thought that she was a local and kept coming up to her in grocery stores, train stations, on the street and asking her questions about train schedules and sale prices – in Italian. Unfortunately, the only Italian she speaks is the basic traveler's Italian (you know: please, thank you, espresso, cappuccino, vino.... 😉) and a few food and cuss words.
They're single serving wine glasses, similar to the sake juice boxes and single serving sake cups we found in Japan. The wine wasn't great, but they were portable!
And speaking of portable Italian stuff, the wife is 3rd generation Italian-American. Apparently, she looked comfortable enough in Italy that people thought that she was a local and kept coming up to her in grocery stores, train stations, on the street and asking her questions about train schedules and sale prices – in Italian. Unfortunately, the only Italian she speaks is the basic traveler's Italian (you know: please, thank you, espresso, cappuccino, vino.... 😉) and a few food and cuss words.
Wandering through the neighborhoods in Milan, we found Toothless from How to Train Your Dragon in the courtyard of the local art school:
Love it!
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