Wow, what a day! Seriously, Bergamo, you’ve got me all twisted up. I woke up thinking it’d be chill, ya know? Just another day in this beautiful city. But nah, life had other plans.
So, I’m strolling down Via XX Settembre, right? The sun’s shining, people are buzzing around, and I’m feeling good. I grab a cappuccino at this little café, Caffè del Tasso. Best coffee ever! Like, I could swim in it. But then, boom! My phone buzzes. Client emergency. Ugh, can’t a counselor catch a break?
I rush over to the client’s place, which is near the funicular. You know, that cool little train that takes you up to Città Alta? I’m dodging tourists like I’m in some weird video game. “Excuse me, excuse me!” I’m practically yelling.
Finally, I get there, and my client is a mess. Like, full-on crying, snot everywhere. I’m trying to be all professional, but inside I’m like, “Why today? Why now?” We talk it out, and I’m feeling all the feels. It’s heavy, man. But then, just as I’m about to drop some wisdom, the power goes out! Like, seriously? In the middle of a session?
I’m sitting there in the dark, thinking, “Great, now I’m a therapist in a horror movie.” But we laugh it off. I mean, what else can you do? We end up sitting on the floor, sharing stories. Turns out, my client loves Bergamo too. We bond over the best gelato spots. I’m like, “You gotta try Gelateria La Marianna!”
After the session, I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy. But then, I step outside, and it’s pouring rain. Like, where did that come from? I’m soaked in seconds. I’m cursing the weather gods, thinking, “Really, Bergamo? You’re gonna do me like this?”
I duck into a little shop on Via Gombito. It’s cozy, and the owner is super sweet. She offers me a towel. I’m like, “You’re a lifesaver!” We chat about the city, and she tells me about the history of the old walls. I’m all ears. Bergamo’s got this rich vibe, ya know?
After drying off, I decide to treat myself. I head to Piazza Vecchia. It’s stunning, even in the rain. I grab a slice of pizza from a street vendor. Best decision ever! I’m munching away, feeling like a king. But then, I see this guy trying to juggle. He’s awful! Like, balls flying everywhere. I can’t help but laugh.
Then, outta nowhere, I bump into an old friend. We haven’t seen each other in ages! We start reminiscing about our wild nights out in Bergamo. Remember that time we got lost in the alleys of Città Alta? Good times!
But then, my phone buzzes again. Another client issue. I’m like, “Seriously? Can’t a counselor catch a break?” I’m torn between helping and enjoying the moment. But I decide to be responsible. I say goodbye to my friend and head to a quiet spot to take the call.
The call goes well, but I’m still feeling the weight of the day. I walk back through the streets, taking in the sights. The old buildings, the cobblestones, the vibe. Bergamo, you’re beautiful, but you’re exhausting!
Finally, I find a little bar on Via Sant’Orsola. I order a spritz. I need it. I sit there, sipping, reflecting on the day. It’s been a rollercoaster. I’m happy, angry, surprised, and everything in between.
As I head home, I can’t help but smile. Bergamo, you’ve got my heart. Even on the craziest days, you remind me why I love this city. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!