Advice. Never, ever get in a car accident in Italy. The paperwork to be filled out alone will put you off, but then there is the waiting around for the police (1/2 hr), waiting around for the police to assess the situation and discuss it amongst themselves(1 + hrs), the waiting for the tow truck to come (another 1 hr or more, still waiting). And that's assuming it goes as it should. Then say the guy who caused the accident didn't want to fill out his portion of the paperwork because he would have had to testify to his guilt which means his insurance would not have paid his damages so...in that case the police have to "extra" examine the scene and determine who is responsible and sign off on the papers. All of this began 2 hours ago as GP was out and about. A typical driver didn't stop at a corner and took the front end off our car. Fortunately no one was hurt but really! Ain't life grand?
So while waiting for GP to come home, I'm here at the apartment with the hot water/heating repair guys. They are working diligently away replacing some piece that has been making our heater sound like a giant tea kettle. Right now they seem to be vacuuming it. One thing I love about Italy is that there is always eye-candy. One of these technicians looks like he should be starring in a South American soap opera. Long, black hair in a thick pony-tail; big, dark, soulful eyes; young enough to be my son.... xxoo me
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