Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a radio operator in Nocera-Superiore is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.
First off, I grab my coffee from that little bar on Via Roma. You know the one? The one with the best cornetti in town. I swear, those things are like little bites of heaven. But then, bam! My phone buzzes. Emergency call. Ugh, can’t a guy enjoy his breakfast?
So, I rush to the station. Traffic on Corso Vittorio Emanuele is a nightmare. I’m stuck behind some dude in a tiny Fiat who thinks he’s in a Formula 1 race. Like, bro, chill! We’re in Nocera, not Monaco! Finally, I get to the station, and it’s chaos.
Turns out, there’s been a minor earthquake. Just a little shake, but people are freakin’ out. I mean, I get it. Nocera-Superiore isn’t exactly known for seismic activity. I’m on the radio, coordinating with the local teams. “Yo, we need eyes on the ground!” I’m shouting. My heart’s racing.
Then, I get a call from my buddy Marco. He’s on Via San Francesco, and he’s like, “Dude, you won’t believe this!” I’m thinkin’, “What now?” He tells me there’s a goat just chillin’ in the middle of the street. A goat! In Nocera! I can’t even. I’m laughing so hard, I almost drop my radio.
But then, back to business. I’m trying to keep it together. I’m like, “Marco, focus! We got a goat to rescue!” So, we send a couple of guys to wrangle the goat. Meanwhile, I’m still getting calls about the quake. People are panicking, and I’m just trying to keep my cool.
Around noon, I finally get a break. I step outside for some fresh air. The sun’s out, and I can see the beautiful mountains in the distance. Nocera-Superiore is stunning, man. The view from up here is killer. But then, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some guy just knocked over a fruit stand on Via Giuseppe Mazzini. Seriously?
I run over, and the guy’s like, “I didn’t see it!” I’m like, “Dude, it’s a giant stand of oranges! How do you miss that?” I help the vendor pick up the mess. He’s cursing in dialect, and I’m just trying not to laugh.
After that, I head back to the station. More calls come in. A cat stuck in a tree on Via Roma. A kid lost his bike near the park. It’s like a scene from a comedy movie. I’m juggling calls, trying to keep my sanity.
Finally, the day winds down. I’m exhausted but kinda happy. Nocera-Superiore is wild, man. It’s got its quirks, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I grab a pizza from my favorite spot on Via Nazionale. Best pizza ever.
As I sit there, munching on my slice, I think about the goat, the fruit stand, and all the craziness. This city keeps me on my toes. I love it. I really do. Just another day in Nocera-Superiore, right?