Today I was the victim of pre-shopping Erasmus.
Nothing else to say except "grueling."
Since I go to a country where the temperature peaks in January touches of -20 degrees, and (remember) living in Southern Italy, I have had to redo the wardrobe again.
And so here I am to buy winter boots / tights / bib snow / fleece sweaters / ski gloves ...
do not know if you mind that I am a male, and as such those of my kind do not usually practice this unhealthy activity is shopping.
What's more, today was also a special day. Much of the special anniversary or alignment of the planets. Yeah, today was ... the first day of sale ...! PANIC TERROR
File inhumane over the counter and the entrance to the shops, we were not even yelling at the fish market, people who take in hair to grab the last size 40 left.
But I say ... "Listen to 'for'?!?"*
Pure madness.
I saw all those people going back and forth inside a giant shopping mall. That was the new square, the new gathering place, except that most people do not aggregate, but the break-up, the windows exploded from the thousands that sbarluccicavano offers and discounts promised. Then I
wondered if even there where I'm going, people prefer to shuttle between the windows and special offers rather than experience the beauty that surrounds them. Rather than stand by and watch the fjords.
* Salerno typical expression used in the third person singular, as dispreggiativo to the whole human race
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