There comes a time when the 'smile and nod' goes horribly wrong.
A lovely day of walking, my feet, crippled from my shoes, resting and sat having dinner with nonna and bisnonna, nonna starts saying something i loosely translated into "sport at 8" so i smile and nod and go back to eating. Nonna excessively hand gestures that she is putting bisnonna to sleep and i smile nod. Nonna comes back with some leggings and a green t-shirt, shakes them at me, rips the tags out and puts them on the chair, she then points to the corner all while repeatedly saying sport. Since she bought me a lovely cardigan randomly i'm thinking shes bought me more clothes and wants me to try them on, i refuse at first saying "no, you don't have to buy me more clothes" but shes a persistent little one so i go change and come out, she takes my other clothes (first sign that something is amiss), points at our converses "haha yes they are similar" i say, she leads me outside, then to the car, then in the car, why are we in the car? She makes a hood gesture, i smile and nod, she brings me a towel (what is happening??). We then drive for about 10 minutes and pull up outside a gym...oh no. Please god no. I end up spending an hour with crippled feet at the gym. You know what i love most about not being at drama school? Not having to exercise! I have a very high metabolism thus do not need to 'work out'. I had to stare at a picture of an old man in very small, shiny, silver speedos for an hour. Then was watched by a man who clearly didn't understand that windows are reflective so i could see every single 'walk up 'no, no, no' walk back, walk up 'no, no, no' walk back, walk up, walk past, grab a magazine, get on the bike next to her, 'oh look i'm riding it with no hands', ' just sat here reading my magazine', 'is she looking?' No, 'how about now?' Nope still not looking, 'maybe...now!' Nope.' He eventually worked up the nerve to talk to me, asking if i was english and why I was here, i told him i just finished my au pair job and was heading to rome tomorrow. He left. It wasn't technically a lie i am heading to rome... Just not tomorrow.
There is a high chance i agreed to go to the gym again tomorrow.