Man, what a day! I woke up in Poggiardo, and let me tell ya, it was a rollercoaster. First off, I’m a carpenter, right? So, I’m used to wood, nails, and the sweet smell of sawdust. But today? Today was somethin’ else.
I hit the streets of Poggiardo, and it was like the universe decided to throw me a curveball. I was walkin’ down Via Roma, and I swear, I almost tripped over a stray cat. Like, c’mon, dude! Watch where you’re goin’! But that little furball just looked at me like, “What’s your problem, human?” I laughed it off, but man, I was already feelin’ the chaos.
So, I get to my workshop on Via Cavour, ready to tackle this custom cabinet for some fancy pants in town. I’m all pumped, right? But then, I find out I’m outta wood. Seriously? In Poggiardo, where there’s more wood than people? I was fumin’. I mean, how hard is it to keep stock? I could’ve built a whole house with what I had in mind.
I decided to take a stroll to the local lumberyard. It’s just down the street, but it felt like a trek to the moon. I pass by the piazza, and there’s this old guy, probably 80, sittin’ on a bench, feedin’ pigeons. He looks at me and says, “You look like you need a break.” I’m like, “Yeah, buddy, if only you knew!” But I just smiled and kept movin’.
Finally, I get to the lumberyard, and guess what? They’re outta the good stuff too! I mean, what’s goin’ on? Is there a secret wood party I wasn’t invited to? I was about to lose it. But then, I spot this beautiful piece of oak in the corner. It was like it was callin’ my name. I practically sprinted over, and the guy behind the counter was like, “You sure you can handle that?” I’m like, “Dude, I’m a carpenter. Watch me work!”
I grab the wood and head back, feelin’ like a champ. But then, as I’m walkin’ back down Via Roma, I see this street performer. He’s playin’ the accordion, and honestly, he’s not half bad. I stop for a sec, toss him a couple of euros, and he gives me a nod. That made my day a bit brighter. Music in Poggiardo? Yeah, I can dig it.
Back at the workshop, I finally get to work. I’m cuttin’, sanding, and just lost in the zone. But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Marco. He’s like, “Hey, you comin’ to the festa tonight?” I totally forgot! The Poggiardo festival is tonight! I’m like, “Dude, I’m knee-deep in sawdust here!” But he convinces me to wrap it up early.
So, I finish the cabinet, and it looks killer. I’m proud, ya know? I clean up, and I’m off to the festa. The streets are packed! Via Cavour is lit up with lights, and the smell of food is everywhere. I’m talkin’ arancini, pizza, and gelato. I’m in heaven!
I grab a slice of pizza, and it’s like a slice of heaven. I’m munchin’ away, and I see the old guy from earlier. He’s dancin’ with some lady, and they’re both havin’ the time of their lives. I can’t help but smile. Life’s too short, man.
As the night goes on, I run into some friends, and we’re laughin’, drinkin’, and just livin’ it up. The vibe in Poggiardo is electric. Fireworks go off, and I’m just standin’ there, lookin’ up, thinkin’, “What a day.” From almost trippin’ over a cat to dancin’ under the stars, it’s wild how life throws you these moments.
So yeah, that was my day in Poggiardo. Full of ups and downs, but that’s what makes it real, right? Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!