We're back from the long weekend, so here's a recap of Saturday's Carnevale festivities...These are some photos of the parade we saw on Saturday in Opicina, the village where my girls go to school. The village was packed with people. The weather would have been perfect if not for the blistering cold wind, but we still had a good time. Basically, parents and small children lined the streets watching the parade, while teenagers chased each other with shaving cream and spray cans of this sticky, colored stuff that doesn't wash off easily if you're caught in the crossfire (I know this for a fact).
It was funny to watch the teens...some things don't change from culture to culture. Like American teens at Halloween, their Italian counterparts were dressed in "cool" costumes (no Minnie Mouse or Donald Duck), and most of them weren't wearing jackets--a big sign advertising: "My parents are home in their warm houses, and have no idea I'm jacketless." In trying to be cool, they must have been freezing. And then watching them chase each other was interesting...it was usually initiated by the boys. If a boy had his eye on a member of the opposite sex, the ritual went something like this:
1. Grin and wave the spray can of shaving cream/silly string/colorful hard-to-wash-off goo at the girl you like.
2. Announce that you're about to spray her.
3. Your object of desire will then communicate her degree of receptivity by either a.) rolling her eyes (this is not good), or b.) shrieking and running away (this is a blantant invitation to start spraying).
Since I can't figure out how to post new photos here, I'll create a new post for yesterday's Carnevale party...
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The German teens are fun to watch, too--I'm amazed at how similar things are to when I was a teen, despite language and culture and technological differences. Fun to watch (although I don't miss BEING that age!)
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