Not that there are no arty roadside attractions in Italy but for this challenge let me artify a little myself for a change, even though I’ll let nature do most of her work. Lazy-ass photographer. Most of the time driving around my new home feels like a gallery drive-through anyway. The roads are Capalbio-Tuscania-Bomarzo and Capalbio-Piombino. Big screen is where you find it.
Greetings all the way to Slovenia on her Statehood Day from the runaway uncle who only reads my blog when he is in it because it’s in English and it’s “too complicated”, says he who speaks Turkish, Arabic, Kurdish and who knows what else.
As you can see, he is suffering greatly and daily.
He needs to drive through ugly countryside…
…to hideous locations, for example Piombino below:
He needs to walk the bestia in terrible conditions.
He needs to eat asparagi con burro e parmigiano.
And he needs to drink the green ones that concern him a little.
Whereas red ones don’t at all.
And here is a topical tune by Slovenian Americans or American Slovenians with the greatest lie in a title: because pivo is. And I don’t even have to translate a thing.
The Vadnals: No beer today
We were driving through Ljubljana on a Sunday afternoon
all we had left was a dinar (old Yugoslav currency)