Man, what a day! Seriously, Cles, you’ve outdone yourself. I woke up thinking it’d be just another chill day, ya know? But nah, Cles had other plans.
First off, I’m rollin’ outta bed, and my phone’s blowin’ up. My buddy Marco’s like, “Yo, meet me at Piazza della Libertà!” I’m like, “Sure, bro, but gimme a sec.” I’m rushin’ to get ready, trippin’ over my own feet. Classic me, right?
So, I finally get to the piazza, and it’s packed. Like, what’s with all the people? Turns out, there’s some kinda street fair goin’ on. Food stalls everywhere! I’m talkin’ gnocchi, strudel, and this insane cheese stand. I’m droolin’ just thinkin’ about it. But then, I see the line. Ugh, it’s like a mile long. I’m like, “C’mon, people, it’s just food!”
While I’m waitin’, I spot this street performer. Dude’s playin’ the accordion like a boss. I’m vibin’ hard, but then this kid runs by and knocks over my coffee. I’m like, “Seriously?! My caffeine!” But whatever, I laugh it off. Kids, man.
After finally gettin’ my food, I head down Via Roma. It’s a cute street, all cobblestones and colorful buildings. I’m munchin’ on my gnocchi, and it’s heavenly. But then, bam! I step in some dog poop. Like, really? Who doesn’t clean up after their dog? I’m fumin’ now.
I keep walkin’, tryin’ to shake it off. I hit up the local record store, “Dischi Cles.” It’s my happy place. I’m diggin’ through vinyls, and I find this rare album. My heart’s racin’. But then, the guy behind the counter tells me it’s 100 euros. I’m like, “Dude, I’m a music editor, not a millionaire!”
So, I leave empty-handed, but I’m not done yet. I stroll over to the Castello di Cles. It’s this old castle on a hill, and the view is sick. I’m takin’ pics, feelin’ all artsy. But then, I see a couple fightin’ nearby. Like, c’mon, guys, not in front of the castle!
I’m about to head back when I bump into my old friend, Lucia. We haven’t seen each other in ages! We start catchin’ up, laughin’ about old times. She’s tellin’ me about her new job at the local bakery. I’m like, “Girl, I need free pastries!”
But then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. I’m talkin’ full-on downpour. We dash for cover under a café awning on Corso della Libertà. We’re soaked but laughin’ like idiots. I’m like, “This is the best worst day ever!”
After the rain, the sun comes out, and everything looks magical. Cles is glowin’. We grab some gelato from this tiny shop on Via della Storia. I go for pistachio, and it’s divine. I’m in heaven, forgettin’ all the craziness.
As the day winds down, I’m walkin’ back home, thinkin’ about how wild it was. Cles, you’re a rollercoaster. You made me mad, you made me laugh, and you made me feel alive. I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings. But for now, I’m just gonna crash. Peace out, Cles!