For some strange reason, doctors and hospitals here seem to have a real passion for old pictures of our little town. The new thing this year, which I noticed while waiting outside the Xray room, is a monitor who plays a PowerPoint presentation... of old black and white pictures taken during the construction of the hospital. They're horrible, they look like the set of some creepy horror movie where patients are tortured or turned into God knows what creature by cruel experiments! Being ill and needing medical cures is never a nice thing... but being hospitalized in one of THOSE rooms, maybe surrounded by evil looking nuns, must have been even worse. And right there and then, I was partially happy for the times I'm living in. God bless who invented anesthesia (and who put some flowers next in those rooms.)
Changing the subject to something more... light, Senigallia's summer has officially started. Like every small Italian
city near the sea, it doubles its population as the heat starts to rise.
It's already impossible to take a walk near the beach without bumping
into groups of tourists who apparently are partially blinded by the view
of the blue waters or ride a car without risking to hit some
I-have-sunbathed-so-much-that-my-brain-has-evaporated type of idiot, who
crosses the street like he doesn't know cars actually exist. Yes, dude, they're not sci-fi.
But this is history for old Italy.
(the 20's)
(and the 40's)
