Yo, lemme tell ya about my day in Angri. Man, what a rollercoaster! So, I wake up, right? Sun’s blazin’ through my window. I’m like, “Today’s gonna be lit!” Spoiler alert: it was NOT.
First off, I hit up Via Roma for some coffee. You know, the good stuff. I’m sippin’ my cappuccino, and boom! This pigeon swoops down, like it’s on a mission. I swear it almost took my croissant! Like, chill, dude! It’s not a buffet!
Then I decide to stroll down to Piazza Annunziata. Beautiful spot, right? But guess what? There’s a street performer. He’s playin’ the accordion, and honestly, it sounds like a cat fight. I’m tryin’ to enjoy the vibe, but my ears are bleeding. I’m like, “Dude, get a new hobby!”
After that, I’m walkin’ down Via San Giovanni, and I see this cute little gelato shop. I’m like, “Heck yeah, I need that!” So I order a scoop of pistachio. Best decision ever! But then, I drop it. Yup, right on the pavement. I’m standin’ there, heartbroken. Like, why, universe, why?
So I’m feelin’ all mopey, right? I decide to hit up the local market on Via Nazionale. Fresh produce, ya know? I’m lookin’ at these tomatoes, and this old lady starts chattin’ me up. She’s like, “You gotta try the ones from my garden!” I’m thinkin’, “Lady, I don’t even know you!” But she’s so sweet, I can’t say no.
Then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. Like, seriously? I’m drenched in seconds. I’m runnin’ for cover, and I end up in this tiny bookstore on Via dei Cacciatori. It’s cozy, smells like old paper, and I’m like, “Okay, maybe this day ain’t so bad.” I grab a book, and the owner, this quirky dude, starts tellin’ me about Angri’s history. Did you know it’s got roots back to the Roman times? Mind blown!
But then, I get a text. My buddy’s like, “Let’s meet at the bar on Via dei Pini.” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” So I dash over there, still soaked. I walk in, and the bartender’s like, “You look like a drowned rat!” Thanks, man, real supportive.
We start drinkin’, and I’m feelin’ better. We’re laughin’, tellin’ stories, and then my phone buzzes. It’s my mom. She’s like, “Did you eat today?” I’m like, “Mom, I had a croissant… and gelato… kinda.” She’s always worried, ya know?
As the night rolls on, I’m feelin’ all the feels. Happy, angry, surprised—like a mixed bag of emotions. I step outside for some fresh air, and the streets of Angri are lit up. It’s beautiful! I’m standin’ there, thinkin’ about how crazy today was.
Then, I see that same pigeon from the morning. It’s just chillin’ on a ledge, lookin’ at me like, “What’s up?” I laugh. I’m like, “You and me, buddy, we’ve had a day.”
So yeah, Angri, you wild! You made me laugh, cry, and almost lose my gelato. But I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Here’s to more crazy days!