Things I Have Noticed About Torino/Italy Part 9
1. The Mall on Sundays
Can you say hectic, crazy, filled to the brim, madhouse not to mention just plain insane? Remember when I said that it was hard to go grocery shopping on Sundays as most grocery stores are closed? Well I stand corrected; there are a few in town that have “extraordinary hours”, once a month or so. When they do, the customers flock like sheep to the parking lots, isles and cash registers. Cars were parked on the sidewalk, on curbs, on grassy areas, on the median and everywhere else, just to get to the mall and to the grocery store last Sunday. I have decided because of this crowding we would only have to brave the masses once a month. So Deme and I head off with our list to pick up pantry items, cleaning stuffs and other staples as infrequently as possible. During the week I shop at the little shops near our house and at the market. With this little adjustment I can say we have improved our quality of life immensely.
2. Man Purses
I am not talking about plain ole fanny packs. I am talking about certified man purses and usually hang on a man’s neck. It looks like a purse, smells like a purse and if I licked it I bet it would taste like a purse too. It IS a purse. There are a few that a man can wear around his waist but unlike fanny packs that are nylon/acrylic and cheap looking in nature, Italian man purses are sleek, black, leather and often matching. I have seen men and women coordinate their purses, the most recent offender was a husband and wife pair that we sat next to at a dinner. She had a Gucci handbag and he wore around his neck that little purse you get as an extra inside your handbag. I could not help but stare in awe. I wonder if I could get Deme to wear a designer man purse?
3. Handicap Access Denied
With regard to handicap access Italy is behind the times; in fact many buildings do not have elevators at all. No ramps either. My bank has a security chamber that you have to step into before you can enter the bank. I think it has a metal detector and if it detects something fishy you get trapped in the chamber and are denied access to the bank. I love this idea, but the chamber is very narrow and a wheelchair could definitely not fit inside. Stairs are the norm in Italy, people love to walk all over the place but if you have a stroller or a wheelchair getting around can be a problem. Granted the buildings are very old, the architecture is beautiful and so remodeling them may not be an option. On a positive note, the newer buildings are handicapped friendly with larger elevators and ramps for those who have trouble with stairs.
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