Wednesday, 6 October 2010

La mia bellezza...

Next on the travel list is...
After watching Eat Pray Love (which was very long and rather patronising) I have become increasingly obsessed with Italy and, more pressingly, the Italian language.

...Although the country is rather beautiful as well.

Isn't this just the sexiest thing you've ever heard?
"Apelle figlio di Apollo fece una palle di pelle di pollo e tutti i pesci vennero a galla a vedere la palla di pelle di pollo fatta da Apelle figlio di Apollo."

Which means, uuh...
"Apollo's son Apelle made a ball out of the skin of a chicken, all the fishes came to the top of the sea to see the ball made out of chicken skin by Apollo's son Apelle."
It's the pronunciation that counts.
And as for Italian men...
73% of Italians have planned to bump into someone on purpose in the hope that it would lead to a date.

77% of Italian's regard their anniversary with their partner as the most important day of the year.

...but they redeem themselves with:
84% of Italian men agreed that lies are sometimes okay.
Thank God - no more mindless flattery. One day, men will learn that it generally induces nausea amongst any girl with half a brain.
Love, Peace and Il Dolce Far Niente,

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