My Encounter With An Italian Beauty In The Eternal City
My parents took me on a trip to Rome when I was twelve years old. Being a little kid at the time, I was more focused on eating all the pasta I could get my hands on. Add a couple slices of pasta and a few scoops of gelato, I grew up to be quite a chubby kid. Good thing I lost all that weight just in time for my trip back to The Eternal City last year. That time I went slow on the pizza and I took it easy with the malaga (rum raisin) gelato so I could be in good shape when I meet an Italian beauty on my Roman holiday.
Before I met my girlfriend in college, I tried many ways to meet and possibly get into a relationship with a girl. Well, there's the "we-share-interests" approach, but that only works if you do share interests with the girl (and it's hard to find a girl in a bar with a passion for computer games). There's also the "let-me-buy-you-a-drink" approach, which doesn't really work, but I've never tried using a cheesy pick-up line just to get a girl's attention. You know, "Is your dad a terrorist? Because you're the bomb baby!" That's just pathetic. However, I learned how to be a good flirt when I became buddies with an Italian man that I met in class.
It's really not hard to understand why a lot of women go on 
It's been quite a while and the dust has settled, so now it's time to tell the tale of how I screwed up big time and lost probably the best girlfriend I'd ever had. I'm talking about my Italian sweety and to preserve her anonymity we'll call her Carina. At the time, I was inexperienced in 
I haven't got the slightest idea on the origins of the phrase tall, dark and handsome but I'm pretty sure whoever came up with that was thinking of good-looking Italian men. Italians, in general, are an attractive lot which is probably why many of my friends come up to me for help on finding a hot Italian date. It's not that much of a problem considering there are many good dating sites on the internet and in this day and age when you can pretty much find anything with the touch of a button and a click of the mouse, 
Traditions are important. It might not always be in the forefront of your mind, but it's hard to understand yourself without knowing where you came from. It's equally hard for other people to understand you if they don't understand your background and the traditions and values that shaped your life from the beginning. You don't, of course, want to be overly obsessed with the past, but it's natural to value the form of life you've lived and to want it to continue. What's amazing to me is how few people actually understand this desire. My Italian friends are usually the only people who understand me when I talk about these things. One of my friends in particular dreams of having a beautiful Italian wife, and he's trying to find himself the perfect match on some 
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