"... but he is doing?" He said an old song. Debate
which seem current, but because two drops of rain paralyzed the traffic in Rome? Ok, there were always those 2 drops of recent days, but it is not clear the same: What did the rain is wrong?
The city is acid rain; true.
corrodes monuments; true. How many noses hubs marble heroes you see in the middle? The tourists will think of us as a city of vandals (and in some ways it's true: we are by acid rain).
Nor is it too good for plants: a drink, and, if in another life have not killed anyone, Glorious God grants them to dry quickly. Again true.
But perhaps have even eats his ankles? It dried my hair? Sour minds? ... Yes, this is ... But the justification for blocking traffic, where are you?
When I was a kid and I heard on TV that the rain had stopped traffic, I imagined Trinita dei Monti is suddenly a cascade of mud, the poor tourists surprised by the hurricane swept away and dragged right into the Tiber, the streets that would normally go for go to school flooded, flooded, cleared by the flood.
... The fact is that the only thing good could come of all this, or skip classes for a day, it never happens: with boots transparent umbrella with rain and doodles, I went to my mother by the hand 38barrato stop, the bus (very slowly, enough to make me late for the teacher cazziatone) reach Viale Regina Margherita and I came away unscathed by the Ursulines Nomentana ...
And the hurricane that had happened? I was hoping not to always be there when I arrived, I hoped one day that this water becomes an ocean disaster, the school raised from the ground up on the news and they talked about a new elementary school of the Ursulines in Uganda or Botswana (to quote my opponents Trivial to ) ...
But no! That never miss it, there was! So what will
was never 'if no rain is swept away even a poor defenseless school?!
Over time I began to realize that something was wrong. The equation "rain = traffic chaos" was accepted by all as a corollary, as an incurable plague humanity. "It's raining, damn it" "Oh yes, there will be a mess on the streets." And in fact, there was continued but, musing on the seat of the bus, not to understand why.
No, I do not send comments of long and patient explanations, there are now arrived.
The problem of rain is intrinsic to its nature, is that it's wet ... and people are terrified of getting wet! Poor water
cursed and laughed! Innocent, pure (So \u200b\u200bto speak) fresh rain, the muse of poets and country life!
Ah, Roman, fear not! I am here to rejuvenate your spirits.
I extend a heartfelt appeal to you, dear compatriots!
The rains washed the toes protruding from the feminine footwear, laboriously smoothed the tangled curly hair (no no, I was reminded why we fight ...), I also recall the picnic, moisten the edges of his trousers MA, dear all, not fracicano brains! Not what your problem!
If you have a useful umbrella with you, you can rotate freely around the city using public transportation, because pulling out of the garage your car and throw in the fifth mix of lemmings lined up on the freeway?
Maybe, oh you kind of drivers who howl mortacci the one who follows the row without wriggling "thus cutting the road" to your risky overtaking, believe that leaving the house on 4 wheels better your day. Instead, how many and how many miles in a row and minutes of delay, along with gallons of acid gastric juice?
If you are not marble, Roman dear, you have no permanent damage from the rain in Rome.
the blog Memories of Red Fish 
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