Watching a bit of the ol street performance on the first day of our trip to Verona, N was stung on the wedding ring finger by a bee/wasp ('vespa'). Unfortunately she didn't think to take the ring off straight away so of course it swelled up and started to look manky and the ring was well and truly wedged on. This all added a bit of intrigue to the holiday ("will it go blue? will it fall off?"), and i must admit i had a sly glance at the tourist map to note down the location of A+E in case it came into play.
This unsightly digit helped as a conversation starter the next day when we were travelling to Venice. We were sat opposite an elderly lady who was a Venice native, and who didn't have a word of English. Cue much flicking through N's phrase book (hence i know what 'vespa' is). The lady went for something along the lines of "you really do need to get to a doctor" (or "medico medico" i think she said). We went for "uh farmachia farmachia" (or "no thanks my good lady, i have duly noted your advice but we shall take our chances with some antihistamine and will avoid the hassle of claiming insurance"). Anyway the hour spent with this kind lady was really great and for me was a highlight of the holiday. She signed N's phrasebook for some reason. And here is a photographic account of the pertinent bits of the tale.
(the finger's fine now, by the way)
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