The best thing about Sundays is having a lie in. I love nothing better than sleeping for as long as I want without having to worry about getting up and going to work/uni/shopping. It appears that the Italians do not feel the same way as us Brits.
Every Sunday morning a small marching band walks down the streets of Naples playing very very loudly. Luckily I am always awake before the noisy buggers reach my area, but if I had ever been asleep, I can tell you there would be murder.
How can a group so small make so much noise?????
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