Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a raftsman in Vico del Gargano ain’t for the faint-hearted. Woke up this mornin’ thinkin’ it’d be just another chill day, ya know? But nah, life had other plans.
First off, I hit the streets of Vico, and lemme tell ya, the cobblestones on Via Roma are like a rollercoaster. I swear, I almost twisted my ankle trippin’ over one of those suckers. And the view? Oh man, the Adriatic was glistening like a diamond. But I was too busy cursing the stones to appreciate it.
So, I get to the docks, right? And there’s this old dude, Giovanni, who’s always hangin’ around. He’s got more stories than the sea has fish. He starts ramblin’ about the time he caught a giant octopus. I’m like, “Dude, you sure it wasn’t just a big ol’ jellyfish?” He gets all defensive, “No, no! It was HUGE!” I just nod, tryin’ not to laugh.
Then, outta nowhere, this storm rolls in. Like, seriously? One minute it’s sunny, next it’s like the sky’s throwin’ a tantrum. I’m tryin’ to secure my raft, and the wind’s like, “Nah, bro, not today!” I’m wrestlin’ with ropes, and I’m pretty sure I looked like a fish outta water.
Finally, I get it all sorted, and I’m thinkin’, “Okay, time to chill.” But then, my buddy Marco shows up, all excited. He’s like, “You won’t believe it! I found a hidden cove!” I’m like, “Dude, we live in Vico! There’s cove everywhere!” But he insists, so we hop on my raft.
We paddle out, and I’m thinkin’ this better be worth it. And BOOM! We find this spot, and it’s like paradise. Crystal clear water, rocks that look like they’re straight outta a postcard. I’m feelin’ like a king. We jump in, and it’s like the water’s givin’ us a hug.
But then, I see it. Trash. Like, come on, people! This is Vico del Gargano, not a dump! I’m fumin’. “Who throws their garbage in paradise?” I shout. Marco’s like, “Chill, man, it’s just a bit of plastic.” A BIT? It’s a whole freakin’ party of trash!
So, I start pickin’ it up, and Marco joins in. We’re like trash superheroes, savin’ the cove one bottle at a time. I’m sweatin’ like a pig, but it feels good, ya know? Like, we’re doin’ our part.
After that, we head back, and I’m feelin’ all proud. But then, I see this cute girl on the dock. She’s laughin’ at us, and I’m like, “Great, now I look like a trash collector.” But she comes over, and we start talkin’. Turns out, she’s from Rome, just visitin’. I’m tryin’ to play it cool, but inside, I’m like a kid on Christmas.
We chat for a while, and I’m crackin’ jokes, tryin’ to impress her. She’s laughin’, and I’m thinkin’, “Maybe today ain’t so bad after all.” But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my mom. “Did you clean your room?” Ugh, really? I’m out here savin’ the planet, and she’s worried about my mess?
So, I wrap up the convo with the girl, and she gives me her number. I’m floatin’ on air. But then, I trip again on the cobblestones. Classic me, right? I laugh it off, but inside, I’m like, “Why can’t I just walk like a normal person?”
By the end of the day, I’m exhausted but happy. Vico del Gargano, man. It’s wild, beautiful, and full of surprises. I love this place, even with its crazy cobblestones and unexpected storms. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings.