First Italian language lesson

I already knew 'andiamo' cause that's the name of our ski boat...'let's go'. So far our waiters have spoken some english. Not likely going forward.

Today we're on our bus, which is called a pulman here. At the Autogrill I went up to the counter where the Italian countergal was the equivent of the Seinfeld soup nazi, glare and all. While she was yelling at someone else, she took my order..."vourey, un caffe machiatto". Pay my 1,10, take my ticket, walk over to the bar, and assertively belly up, make eye contact with the barrista and shout 'caffe machiato'. Success! These little shots are a quick pick me up!