Coming to Italy, turning on the TV was the last thing I thought I would do. In Rome, we didn’t even try turning on the television sitting on the nightstand. In Florence, in the hopes to watch Miss Universe, Nicole turned it on, but not only was she six hours off with the time, but the TV needed cable, so that was out, too. Poppi was a small town that we only stayed one night in, so no television there. It was in Bologna that Maddie and I decided to try out the TV in our room the second night staying there. What we found is something I don’t think I’ll forget anytime soon.
First, it was this Italian game show titled “Guess My Age”, which is pretty self-explaining. What made this show hilarious, not only not knowing what they were saying, but watching their hand gestures and how they interacted with each other. After listening to it for a few minutes, I was able to understand bits of what they were saying based on the context. Even after watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and X Men 2 in Italian helped me understand the language better, even if I still can’t speak it all too well, understanding bits and pieces help while navigating Bologna and Milian.
There’s a part of me that wishes I would have done that sooner if only to help me navigate Italy better from the start. Who knew that TV was a good place to start learning new languages?