Man, what a day! I swear, Nembro really knows how to throw a curveball. So, I’m up early, right? Sun barely peekin’ over the hills. I grab my tools, head outta my place on Via Roma. You know, the street that’s always got that one guy selling fresh bread? Yeah, that guy. Best bread in town, no joke.
So, I’m cruisin’ down the street, thinkin’ about the job I got today. Gonna fix up this old balcony on Via Garibaldi. It’s a real piece of work, let me tell ya. I get there, and the homeowner, this sweet old lady, she’s like, “Oh, it’s been like this for years!” I’m like, “Lady, it’s a miracle it hasn’t fallen off yet!”
I start workin’, hammerin’ away, and outta nowhere, this pigeon swoops down and lands right on my shoulder. I’m like, “What the heck, dude?” I mean, I love animals, but come on! I’m tryin’ to work here! So, I shoo it away, and it just looks at me like, “You got a problem, bro?”
Anyway, I’m gettin’ into it, and then BAM! I hit my thumb with the hammer. Ouch! I let out a yell that probably scared half the neighborhood. I’m hopin’ no one heard me, but of course, the guy across the street on Via XX Settembre starts laughin’. Thanks, man. Real supportive.
After that, I take a break. Grab a coffee at my favorite spot, Bar Centrale. Best espresso in Nembro, hands down. I sit outside, watchin’ the world go by. There’s this kid on a bike, zoomin’ past, and I’m thinkin’, “Man, I wish I had that kinda energy.” Then I see an old dude walkin’ his dog, and the dog just stops to sniff everything. I’m like, “Dude, you’re not a detective. Just walk!”
So, I finish my coffee, head back to the job. I’m workin’ away, and suddenly, the sky goes dark. Like, really dark. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.” And then it starts pourin’. I mean, it’s like someone turned on a faucet! I’m tryin’ to cover my tools, but it’s too late. Everything’s soaked. I’m soaked. I look like I just jumped in the Serio River!
But then, outta nowhere, the sun pops back out. I’m standin’ there, drenched, laughin’ at the absurdity of it all. I mean, only in Nembro, right? One minute you’re gettin’ rained on, the next you’re baskin’ in the sun.
Finally, I wrap up the job. The old lady is thrilled. She’s like, “You’re a miracle worker!” I’m thinkin’, “Nah, just a guy with a hammer.” But it feels good, you know?
As I’m packin’ up, I bump into my buddy Marco on Via Mazzini. He’s like, “You look like a drowned rat!” I laugh, tell him about my day. We end up grabbin’ a beer at this little place near the park. You know, the one with the crazy good pizza?
We’re sittin’ there, laughin’, and I realize, despite the chaos, it was a good day. Nembro’s got its quirks, but it’s home. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
So, yeah, that was my day. Just another wild ride in Nembro. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!