OMG, what a day! So, I’m a babysitter, right? And today, I had the wildest time in Ragusa. Like, seriously, I thought I was just gonna chill with the kids, but nah, life had other plans.
First off, I’m in this cute little town, Ragusa, which is like a postcard come to life. The streets are all narrow and winding, like a maze. I mean, I got lost on Via Roma for like 20 mins. I was like, “Where the heck am I?” The buildings are all old and beautiful, but when you’re late, they just look like obstacles.
So, I finally find the house. The kids are wild, as usual. There’s Marco, the 7-year-old tornado, and his little sister, Sofia, who’s 5 and thinks she’s a princess. She’s got this tiara on, and I’m like, “Girl, you’re gonna lose that in 5 seconds.” Spoiler alert: she did.
We start off with some arts and crafts. I’m trying to keep it chill, but Marco decides to paint the walls instead of the paper. I’m like, “Dude, that’s not how this works!” But he’s just laughing, and I can’t help but laugh too. Kids, man. They’re like little chaos machines.
Then, we head out to explore Ragusa. We stroll down Corso Italia, and I’m just soaking it all in. The sun is shining, and the gelato shops are calling my name. I mean, who can resist a good pistachio gelato? Not me! So, I grab one, and of course, Sofia wants a taste. I’m like, “Sure, but don’t drop it!” And guess what? She drops it. Right on the cobblestones. I’m dying inside, but she just giggles. Kids have no shame, I swear.
Next, we hit up the Duomo di San Giorgio. It’s stunning, like, jaw-droppingly beautiful. I’m trying to explain the history to the kids, but they’re more interested in chasing pigeons. I’m like, “Guys, focus! This is culture!” But they’re just running around, and I’m just there, trying to keep my sanity.
Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I look up, and it’s sunny one second, and the next, it’s pouring. We duck into a café on Via del Mercato. I’m soaked, and the kids are giggling like maniacs. I order a coffee, and they get hot chocolate. I’m thinking, “This is gonna be a disaster.” But they’re surprisingly well-behaved.
After the rain, we head to Giardini Iblei. It’s beautiful, but the kids are like, “Can we climb the trees?” I’m like, “No way! You’ll fall and I’ll get in trouble!” But they’re relentless. So, I let them climb, but I’m standing there like a hawk, ready to catch them if they fall.
Then, out of nowhere, Marco decides to challenge Sofia to a race. They take off, and I’m sprinting after them. I’m like, “Guys, slow down!” But they’re just laughing, and I’m trying not to trip over my own feet. We end up at the edge of a cliff, and I’m like, “Okay, this is where I draw the line!”
Finally, we head back home, and I’m exhausted. I plop down on the couch, and the kids are still buzzing with energy. I’m like, “How do you guys have so much juice?” They just look at me with those big eyes, and I can’t help but smile.
At the end of the day, I’m wiped out but happy. Ragusa is beautiful, and the kids are a handful, but they make it all worth it. I’m thinking, “I need a vacation after this!” But honestly, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Just another day in the life of a babysitter in Ragusa!