Man, what a day! Seriously, Canosa-di-Puglia, you’ve got me all kinds of twisted. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.
First off, I’m a dental tech, so my life revolves around teeth. Yeah, I know, super exciting, right? But hey, someone’s gotta make those pearly whites shine! Anyway, I’m cruising down Via Cavour, and I’m already late. Like, classic me. I’m dodging tourists and their selfie sticks. Ugh, can’t they just take a pic without blocking the whole street?
So, I finally get to the lab, and guess what? My boss, Marco, is in a mood. He’s pacing like a lion in a cage. Turns out, the shipment of dental molds got lost. Lost! In Canosa! How does that even happen? I mean, it’s not like we’re in the middle of nowhere. We’re right by the ancient ruins!
I’m trying to keep my cool, but inside, I’m like, “Dude, I need those molds!” So, I start working on some other stuff, you know, fixing crowns and whatnot. But then, my buddy Luca bursts in, all outta breath. He’s like, “You won’t believe this!” I’m thinking, “What now?”
He tells me about this crazy street performer on Corso Garibaldi. Apparently, he’s juggling flaming torches while riding a unicycle. I mean, come on! I can barely walk straight without tripping over my own feet. So, of course, I have to check it out.
I sneak out during lunch, and there he is! This dude is wild! The crowd’s going nuts, and I’m just standing there, mouth agape. I snap a quick video for the ‘gram. Gotta show my followers how Canosa does street performances!
But then, BAM! A torch goes flying! It almost hits this poor lady. She’s like, “Mamma mia!” and I’m dying laughing. I mean, who knew Canosa had such talent?
After that, I head back to the lab, and guess what? My boss is still in a funk. I try to lighten the mood, crack a joke about the unicycle guy, but he’s not having it. “We need those molds!” he says. I’m like, “Yeah, I know, but can’t we just make some magic happen?”
Then, the phone rings. It’s the delivery guy! He found the molds! I’m jumping up and down like a kid on a sugar high. I’m like, “Finally, some good news!”
Later, I’m walking home down Via Roma, and I can’t help but feel grateful. The sun’s setting, painting the sky all kinds of orange and pink. I pass by the old castle, and it hits me—this place is beautiful. Yeah, it’s got its quirks, but Canosa is home.
I get home, plop on the couch, and just breathe. What a day! I’m exhausted but happy. Tomorrow’s another day in Canosa-di-Puglia, and who knows what’ll happen next? Bring it on!