Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a stove-maker in Sapri 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.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.
First off, I head down Via Roma. Love that street. It’s got this vibe, ya know? Little cafes, people sippin’ espresso, and the smell of fresh bread from the bakery. I’m walkin’ and suddenly, BAM! A pigeon poops on my shoulder. Like, seriously? I’m a stove-maker, not a pigeon target! I laugh it off, but inside, I’m fuming.
So, I get to my workshop on Via Giuseppe Mazzini. It’s a cozy little spot, filled with metal scraps and the smell of burning wood. I’m ready to craft some masterpieces. But then, my buddy Marco shows up. He’s all like, “Dude, you gotta see this!” He drags me to the beach. I’m thinkin’, “I got stoves to make!” But Marco’s relentless.
We hit the beach at Spiaggia di Sapri. Man, it’s beautiful! The water’s crystal clear, and the sun’s glistening. I forget about the stoves for a sec. We grab some gelato—best in town, no contest. I’m munching on pistachio, and life feels good. But then, I see a kid building a sandcastle. And I’m like, “That’s not a castle, that’s a sand pile!” I mean, c’mon, kid!
After the beach, I finally get back to work. But guess what? My tools are missing! I’m searching everywhere. I’m flipping out. “Who steals a stove-maker’s tools?” I’m pacing like a madman. Turns out, Marco borrowed them for a “project.” Ugh! I could’ve killed him.
Finally, I sit down to work. I’m hammering away, and it feels good. But then, the power goes out. Just my luck, right? I’m sitting there in the dark, cursing the universe. I can’t even see my stoves! I’m about to lose it.
But then, I hear laughter outside. I peek out, and it’s a bunch of kids playing soccer in the street. They’re having a blast, and I can’t help but smile. It’s like they don’t have a care in the world. I remember when I was a kid, running around without a worry.
So, I grab a flashlight and get back to work. I’m determined to finish at least one stove today. I’m sweating, hammering, and finally, I get it done! It’s a beauty. I step back, and I’m like, “Damn, I’m good!”
But wait, there’s more! Just as I’m admiring my work, the power comes back on. Lights flicker, and I’m like, “YES!” But then, I hear a loud crash. I rush outside, and there’s a car accident right on Via Cristoforo Colombo. No one’s hurt, thank goodness, but traffic is a mess. I’m standing there, shaking my head.
By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I walk home through the narrow streets of Sapri, feeling every bit of the chaos. But you know what? I wouldn’t trade it for anything. This city, with its quirks and surprises, it’s my home.
So, yeah, that was my day. Full of ups and downs, but that’s life, right? Just another day in Sapri, where the unexpected is the norm. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!