The unhappy holiday makers favourite phrase is "I feel like a second class citizen." I cannot even begin to tell you how many times I have heard that phrase...come on people! If you want to complain think of something more original.
Today has been an annoying day at work since August it seems is a popular month for young, British honeymooners...who feel like second class citizens. Let me tell you one thing - I HATE young honeymooners. I am not some nasty, unromantic person...but my couples in these past days are out of control. If I have to speak to one more crying newly wed then I will scream! I am sick of being told how I have ruined "what is meant to be the most romantic holiday of [their] lives." I don't care that they are young, and poor and "have saved for a long time to pay for this most romantic holiday of [their] lives." I am sick of them getting there mum or dad going to see the travel agents in the UK to complain on their behalf. And so what if you don't have a view! If you do not book a balcony then why should you get one - for free - just cause you are on a stupid honeymoon!
I feel better now that I have gotten that anger out of me. May I just say something: If a couple is young, and they have no money then why oh why do they have to put themselves into debt so they can come to Italy (normally always for the first time) for their honeymoon. If you want to stay in style in Italy then you need to pay for it. Italy is not cheap. It is not Spain (all the young honeymooners frequent the dirt cheap, British holiday resorts in Spain and think that Italy is the same.) There are no man made holiday resorts in Italy, good views can be hard to come by UNLESS YOU PAY FOR THEM. There are not acres and acres of space for hotels to offer unlimited facilities. Basically Italy is Italy and not Spain, or Portugal for that matter.
So anyways...here's to looking forward to the end of season when I take to the air and leave the land of tourists behind, to become a (sort of) tourist myself in Australia. If you recall back to this time last year, you may remember that I could not wait to leave Rome...and I was eagerly awaiting my next work location. Well it is that time of the year again. Bel ragazzo and I are taking some time off and exchanging a cold European winter for a hot Australian summer...and then who knows where we we be next year. Well I know but you'll just have to wait and see!