Ever since school started, the days have gone by so fast. While I'm still adjusting to the pace of school work, I've managed to get out a couple days for a well deserved break. Last night I went to the Festival of San Gennaro in Little Italy. According to the festival's website, the event pays tribute to the Patron Saint of Naples. Frankly, I don't care who the saint is; I just want my cannoli!
Mulberry Street is lined with food vendors, cheesy fair games, and restaurants. People are packed in the street, walking the pace of legless person who moves around with his arms...or maybe even slower. It didn't matter though because I had a yummy-in-my-tummy cannoli. (Sorry, I didn't have my camera on me.) It was oh so freakin' delicious!
Later on I went to a lounge called La Caverna on the Lower East Side. You walk downstairs into the bar/lounge that has stalactites hanging from the ceiling (thus the cave name) and smell the flavored tobacco from the hookah pipes. There must have been something else in the tobacco because there were at least three couples on the dance floor eating each others' faces.
On another note, my landlord, a 40 something-year-old Croatian named Ivan, is the loudest person ever. I'm in the bathroom this morning and could hear him speak on the phone--the guy lives below me and sounds like he's in the next room. When he speaks, it sounds like he's furiously yelling at someone. Also, he's always walking around shirtless. One time I had the blinds up in my bedroom, which faces the backyard, and Ivan walks by doing some yard work, pretending he doesn't see me looking directly at him. I always keep my blinds down now.
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this is ivan: "i'm too sexy for my shirt. too sexy for my shirt. so sexy it hurts. so please put your blinds back up and enjoy the beautiful backyard view!"
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