In bucca del luppolle

"Italians come to ruin most generally in three ways: women, gambling, and farming. My family chose the slowest one..." Pope John XXIII
Made it to Bari, a town of 350.000 people located down south Itlay on the coast of Adriatic Sea. A town with palmtrees, fishermen who sell the fish they catch in the mornings, a town who has the Saint Nicola church (later he became the Santa Clause), lots of scooters, loud Italians, poor imigrants and pretty women.
Yesterday evening trhu a local friend met about 17 Italians (boy and girls). It is interesting how in the weeked evenings most of the people get out to walk on the main streets and in piazza, meet friends, talk and have a good time. We went to a restaurant called "In bucca del luppole" ("In the wolf's mouth"). Initially I was nervous but it turned to be a great place with great food. It was fun to comunicate with Italians: funny, nice, relaxed and ...loud.
Today walked all over Bari. Saw the Saint Nicola Church, walked on the nearow streets with clothings hanging out and scooters flying on every corner.
South is magic. I love it. I love breathing in the fresh sea air, smelling the fish and seeing the palms. First thought was: Italian Hawaii. Second thought: I didn' know that in Bari is " the mouth of the wold is ":)
I'll spend another day here.
Cin-Cin!