Man, what a day! Seriously, I can’t even. So, I wake up in Chivasso, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.
First off, I had to rush to the Piazza della Repubblica. I mean, who doesn’t love a good piazza, am I right? But I’m running late, and of course, I trip over my own feet. Classic me. I’m like, “Great start, genius.”
So, I finally get there, and it’s packed. I’m talking people everywhere. Tourists, locals, you name it. I’m there to interpret for this event about accessibility in the city. Super important stuff, but the crowd? Ugh. I can’t even hear myself think.
Then, outta nowhere, this guy starts yelling. Turns out, he’s mad about the new bike lanes on Via Torino. Like, chill dude, it’s just a bike lane! But he’s going off, and I’m trying to sign for the deaf folks in the crowd. It’s chaos! I’m signing “bike lane” while he’s shouting “no more bikes!” I’m like, “Can we not?”
But then, something cool happens. This little kid, maybe 7 or 8, comes up to me. He’s got this huge smile, and he signs “thank you” in the cutest way. I’m like, “Aww, kid, you just made my day!” It’s moments like that that remind me why I do this job.
After the event, I’m starving. I hit up this little café on Via Roma. Best panini ever! I mean, I could live off those things. I’m sitting there, munching away, when I overhear this couple arguing. They’re going back and forth about where to eat. I’m like, “Dude, just pick a place already!”
But then, I realize they’re arguing in sign language! I’m cracking up. Like, who knew arguing could be so expressive? I’m just sitting there, trying not to stare, but I can’t help it. It’s hilarious.
So, I finish my panini and head to the Chivasso train station. I’m thinking, “Okay, time to head home.” But nope! The train’s delayed. Of course it is. I’m standing there, checking my watch, and I’m like, “C’mon, I’ve had enough excitement for one day!”
While I’m waiting, I see this street performer on Corso Vittorio Emanuele. He’s playing the accordion, and it’s actually pretty good. I’m tapping my foot, trying to forget about the train. Then, this old lady starts dancing! Like, full-on twirling and everything. I’m dying laughing.
Finally, the train arrives, and I’m like, “Thank you, sweet baby Jesus!” I hop on, and it’s packed. I’m squished between a guy who smells like garlic and a lady with a million shopping bags. Just my luck, right?
As I’m standing there, I can’t help but think about Chivasso. It’s such a quirky little town. You got the beautiful churches, like the Chiesa di San Giovanni Battista, and the cute little shops. But then you also have the random stuff, like that weird statue of a guy holding a fish. What’s up with that?
Anyway, I finally get home, and I’m exhausted. I flop onto my couch, and I’m like, “What a day!” I can’t believe all the craziness. But you know what? I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Chivasso, you’re a wild ride, but I love ya!