Man, what a day! I swear, Marano-Vicentino is a wild place sometimes. So, I woke up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.
First off, I hit the road on Via Roma, thinking I’d grab a quick coffee at that little bar, you know, the one with the best pastries? Yeah, that one. But guess what? Closed! Like, who closes at 8 AM? I mean, c’mon! I needed that caffeine fix. So, I just grabbed a bottle of water and headed to the job site.
I’m working on this house on Via Garibaldi. Nice place, but the owner? Ugh, total nightmare. He’s all like, “Make it perfect!” Dude, I’m a carpenter, not a magician! I can’t just wave a wand and make your dreams come true. Anyway, I’m measuring, cutting, and then—bam!—I hit my thumb with the hammer. Ouch! I let out a string of curses that would make a sailor blush.
Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. Like, seriously? I’m standing there, soaked to the bone, and the owner’s just watching me like I’m some kind of circus act. I’m like, “Dude, help me out here!” But nah, he just sips his espresso, all chill. I’m fuming, but whatever. I keep working, trying to ignore the rain.
After a while, I finally get the frame up. It’s looking good, I’m feeling proud. Then, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and it’s a bunch of kids playing soccer on the street. They kicked the ball right into my tools! I’m like, “Hey! Watch it!” But they just laugh and run off. Kids these days, right? No respect for a hard-working carpenter!
So, I take a break, head over to the park on Via della Libertà. Just wanna chill for a sec. I sit on a bench, trying to catch my breath. And guess what? I see this old man feeding pigeons. He’s got like a million of them around him. I can’t help but chuckle. It’s like a scene from a movie. I think, “Man, I’d trade my thumb injury for that kind of peace.”
But then, I get a call. It’s my buddy Marco. He’s like, “Yo, you coming to the festa later?” I totally forgot! The annual Marano-Vicentino festival! Food, music, and all that good stuff. I’m pumped! I finish up at the job, and I’m racing home to clean up.
I get to the festa, and it’s packed! The streets are alive with lights and laughter. I grab a plate of polenta and some grilled sausages. Best food ever! I’m stuffing my face, and I see my friends. We’re laughing, joking, and I forget all about the crappy day I had.
But then, outta nowhere, I see the owner of the house I was working on. He’s there, too! I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” But he’s actually chill now, laughing and having a good time. We end up chatting, and he’s like, “You did a great job today.” I’m surprised! Maybe he’s not so bad after all.
As the night goes on, the music gets louder, and I’m dancing like a fool. I mean, who cares, right? It’s Marano-Vicentino! We’ve got the best vibes. I’m feeling happy, and I think, “This is what life’s about.”
So, yeah, my day was a rollercoaster. From a rainy job site to a fun festa, it was all over the place. But that’s Marano-Vicentino for ya. You never know what’s gonna happen next. Just gotta roll with it!