italy (and probably the rest of europe) is pretty sensual and sexual. so it's no biggie for them to have condom vending machines. which for me, is pretty practical. it's a sign that says "hello, please don't have random sex without protection", it eases embarrassment so that cashiers (i.e. real human beings) don't have to ring it up for you in front of an audience of nosy, judgmental people, plus if you wanna have sex in public, easy to obtain, right?
well, me being from the boondocks and from a fairly conservative country, i wanted to take a picture of the vending machine in montecatini.
oh god, mortification.
just as i pressed the shutter button, this really cute italian guy pops up and says"yeah! that's cool, isn't it?" well, i forget the words but the gist of it was he was approving and hitting on me at the same time. which would have been flattering because he was cute.
except we were in front of a condom vending machine. and hitting on someone in front of one is extremely dubious and makes you think that yes, he's after ONE thing and i'll give you three guesses what. and my parents were across the street.
so yes. it was mortifying. i literally turned redder than anything.
another side note. there's something to respect about italians. yes, they are probably the Catholic country in the world (namely because the Vatican is there) but i think they accept divorce. their way of thinking is that their bottom line? loyalty. they'd prefer that you separate rather than cheat, on your spouse and family.
which is exactly what i think. you have to respect that.
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