We were walking back to the hotel discussing ideas of travel – cruises versus the potentially chaotic random approach we take; trying to understand and respect local customs, mores and greetings.
It was during this conversation that I greeted two truckers with a chirpy ‘Buona sera!’ Unfortunately this coincided precisely with me inadvertantly breaking wind.
I fear that Italians from the north may now believe that a pleasant phatic exchange should be accompanied by a loud fart! Oops!
