Arriving In San Marino The Unglamorous Story Behind The Melons & Parma Ham

My arrival in one of the smallest nations inside the world wasn’t something I should bear in mind with pride. It wasn’t quality in any respect. It became disturbing! This story is probably categorised as TMI (an excessive amount of *private* information) by positive people, but for me, this is the essence of having a journey diary, on the way to magazine the information of the adventure.

It so happened that when I travelled to San Marino it turned into the purple flag week of the month. If you're male and you're analyzing this, you might need to refer to your wife, female friend, sister or mom what pink flag meant =)

The experience from Bologna, Italy to the Republic of San Marino took approximately 2 hours. When you're driving that lengthy and sitting in the same position this will have a few dire consequences. I noticed right away the stains in my aspect crotch and concept, “Oh dear, I can’t be strolling around in San Marino with blood stains on me!”

I became quick sufficient to find parking and saw that there is a cellular public lavatory on the nook of the parking zone, the sort that is operated by means of coins. I checked my pockets and become quite relieved to see a 1 Euro coin that I may want to use the rest room. Unfortunately, the coin were given stuck and I can not open the rest room? ARGHHH. That became my remaining coin! I restrained myself from kicking the darn issue, which proved difficult, so yeah, I cursed it as an alternative.

You recognize, cursing may be liberating. You must try it a while =)

Very desperate now for a bathroom, I walked to the direction of the rotunda and here I observed a small trattoria. I wanted to go immediately to the rest room however there has been a queue, so I grabbed a table instead. The view from the window of my desk turned into breathtaking and this made me loosen up a bit.

For us women, getting period stains when outside in public is a stressful component. You simply realize that human beings will stare at you and factor at the stain. Where I am a bit bit puzzled is this monthly crimson flag event is a very natural prevalence, but, while humans are confronted by way of it in public, they react uncomfortably. It does no longer truly add up, proper? Alright, I recognize, it's far a private factor; it is like farting, a herbal phenomenon that is absurdly a part of every day life however humans keep away from it like the plague. I can genuinely recognize if human beings find this publish a chunk TMI by using now, haha.

Anyway, I knew I became in a secure place where I can exchange, however I additionally thought it might be awkward to use the toilet with out buying something. As if the person in the back of the cashier knew what I become thinking, he came ahead to fetch my order. I already did an earlier brief experiment of the menu and knew what to take.

“Melon with Parma ham please…. And a cappuccino.” In Italy, you don’t order a cappuccino after 12 noon but I didn’t care. I became in the temper for it.

The queue to the toilet but simply persisted via the minute and to secure my hazard, I decided to fall in line. It’s while one of the female employees of the trattoria observed the stain. Being a girl herself, she spoke back sympathetically. I mean, all of us go through an embarrassing scenario like this at the least as soon as in our lives. Or perhaps two times. Thrice even. She speedy disappeared, after which reappeared in a flash with a serviette in her hand. Aww, that turned into very sweet of her, however I advised her I actually have introduced my personal and thanked her. She was relieved that I am prepared.

The visit to the toilet took a while because I had to wash the stained a part of the pants. Luckily there has been soap and a dryer, and even though I couldn't truely dry the pants totally, at least I may want to partially. That changed into sufficient.

And there you pass, the unglamorous, unsightly and annoying part of traveling for (nonetheless ovulating) ladies. I inform you, I can't anticipate PMS (pre-menopausal level) to come and I am no longer kidding at all because it's far simply across the corner =)

The tale accordingly behind these delicious melons and Parma ham which have end up the reimbursement for this ugly occasion. So all’s nicely that ends nicely.

More of San Marino next.

San Marino in the distance.... Nearly there!

The compensation: Melon and shavings of Parma ham.

The view from the window of my desk.

The cappuccino and the rotunda in which the trattoria is placed (around the nook).

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Travel Period: May 2019
Destination: San Marino

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