Naturally it was a desert wasteland with only a couple teenagers ballsy enough to brave the hits of air smoking and scribbling things on walls at a safe distance.
So we had a great time for a couple hours, and then, to my shock, another family appeared with kids in strollers. I was absolutely positive that they were just walking by, but no! They stopped! The kids got down! They moved into the playground area and started playing! I couldn't believe my eyes.
So there I was, all ready to revisit my wrongheaded and stereotypical assumptions about Italians and their fear of semi-low temperatures, when SUDDENLY the kids from the other family opened their mouths AND...