Simone made fried rice for me using the leftover rice from yesterday night with hotdogs and eggs that he got from a neighbour. It wasn’t too bad, it was just Italian fried rice. It didn’t have the same taste as all the fried rice I’ve ever had back home, but who was I kidding… There was no way he could have produced the same fried rice without soya sauce. But it really wasn’t bad, just a bit bland.
Franco and Patrizia came home after we’d eaten, then Simone told me that we are going to Milan on the 24th to watch the Italian Super Cup… Sounds weird to me, I’ve never heard of an Italian Super Cup – Simone says it’s the match between the team who won Serie A, and the team who won the Italian Cup. It’s to be Inter vs. Roma… Definitely an exciting one! Simone said not to tell Francesco that we were going cos he’d be very disappointed that he can’t go. Apparently, tickets were really difficult to get. According to Simone, tickets would first be released to fans who hold season passes (which Franco and Francesco own but he said there was some problem with their passes), and then to VIPs. Next, there would be a batch of tickets released for sale daily in Milan. At the pre-palio party in Claudio’s house on the 15th, we’d met a guy who has ‘connections’ and can get tickets to the match except he isn’t free to go. Simone had asked him if he could get us more tickets so the whole family could go, but he said he could only get 2. Simone had given him Franco’s number to contact him, because he couldn’t remember his own.
We got dressed for the beach and Franco took us to Cantoniera on his motorbike. Danielle came to meet us, and we swam a little before returning to the beach to dry off. I sat with my back to the sun to play PSP. The sun was scorching hot so I draped a towel over my head and my entire back. Simone and Daniellle played crossword puzzles together. We went to the bar about 6pm to get refreshments… I thought the pricing was a bit funny. The snacks were 1 euro each (Cipster for Simone and I to share, and potato chips for Danielle), and the drinks (I got a bottle of apricot juice and the guys got a bottle of beer each) were 2 euro each. Hmm. Usually beer would cost a little more than juice. Give me apricot juice any day though…
We sat down to drink and the guys continued their struggle at the crossword while I played my leftover missions on Final Fantasy. Simone suddenly smacked his head and said he’d forgotten to call the guy for the Inter tickets as he’d promised to call at 4pm to give him our details. It is mandatory for match-goers to give names and birth dates for the tickets to claim them later at the stadium (so troublemakers with a history can’t get in). Simone got antsy when he found out that the guy had called Franco earlier and Franco didn’t think of informing him, and he couldn’t get the guy despite making multiple calls. At the thought of missing the match, Simone was edgy all the time from leaving Cantoniera to Lina’s house to home, until I came out of the shower and he said the guy had called and we were all set to go. Phew.
Patrizia was making pappardelle with ragu for dinner. Just as she was about to boil the pappardelle, the gas ran out. She had to go over to the neighbour’s to cook, and was very unhappy when she came back because she hadn’t cooked the ragu enough and it was not as thick a sauce as she’d wanted. The pasta turned out more like hor-fun, but it was still edible. I totally understood her frustration though.
Simone went out after dinner to meet his friends, while I stayed home to play PSP. He said he’d met Maurizia and Jaba, and Maurizia had told him that she wanted to visit Singapore. I hope she comes over too! It’ll be fun to take her shopping. Hee…
