Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a Watchman in San-Zeno-San-Giuseppe is no joke. I woke up this mornin’ thinkin’ it’d be just another chill day, ya know? But nah, the universe had other plans.
First off, I hit the streets of Via Roma. Beautiful street, right? But today? Ugh. I swear, the pigeons were out for blood. Like, they were plotting something. I’m just walkin’, mindin’ my own biz, and BAM! One of those feathered fiends dive-bombs me. I ducked just in time, but man, my heart was racin’!
Then I stroll down to Piazza San Zeno. It’s usually packed with tourists takin’ pics of the basilica. But today? It was like a scene from a zombie movie. Everyone was just standin’ there, mouths agape, lookin’ at their phones. I mean, c’mon! Look up, people! You’re in a beautiful city!
So, I’m tryin’ to do my Watchman thing, keepin’ an eye on the crowd. And then I spot this kid, maybe 10 years old, tryin’ to sell some homemade bracelets. He’s got this look in his eyes, like he’s gonna change the world with his crafts. I’m like, “Dude, you got this!” But then, this lady walks by and just brushes him off. I felt my blood boil. Like, how can you be so cold?
I walked over, bought a bracelet, and told him to keep hustlin’. He lit up like a Christmas tree! That made my day, for real. But then, just as I’m feelin’ all warm and fuzzy inside, I hear this loud crash.
I whip around, and there’s this guy on Via Giuseppe Garibaldi, totally wreckin’ his scooter. I mean, it was like a scene from a slapstick comedy. He’s on the ground, lookin’ dazed, and his scooter’s just... well, it’s a mess. I couldn’t help but laugh. I know, I know, I’m a terrible person. But c’mon!
So, I rush over to help him up. He’s like, “I’m fine, I’m fine!” But he’s got this huge scratch on his arm. I’m like, “Dude, you’re not fine. You need a band-aid or somethin’.” He just brushes me off, but I’m not havin’ it. I pull out my first-aid kit. Gotta be prepared, right?
After that, I head over to the old market on Via della Libertà. Man, the smells there are insane! Fresh bread, cheese, and oh, the olives! I could live off those. But then, I see this old man, like, 80 years old, tryin’ to haggle for some tomatoes. He’s got this fierce look in his eyes, like he’s fightin’ for his life. I’m just standin’ there, chucklin’ to myself.
But then, outta nowhere, this group of tourists starts takin’ pics of him. I mean, c’mon! He’s not a zoo animal! I step in, tell ‘em to back off. They look at me like I’m crazy. Whatever, man. I’m just tryin’ to protect the locals.
As the sun starts settlin’ down, I make my way to the river. The Adige is lookin’ gorgeous, all sparkly and stuff. I sit on the edge, just takin’ it all in. It’s moments like this that make the craziness worth it.
But then, I hear this loud music blarin’ from somewhere. I look up, and there’s a street performer on the other side, playin’ the accordion like a boss. I can’t help but smile. I mean, this guy’s got talent! I toss him a couple of euros, and he gives me a nod.
Finally, I head back to my post, exhausted but happy. San-Zeno-San-Giuseppe, man. It’s wild, it’s beautiful, and it’s full of surprises. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Just another day in the life of a Watchman, right?