You know when it’s foggy around and the city takes another shape? Welcome to foggy Tursenia, the new Silent Hill!
I woke up very early this morning as I couldn’t get any more sleep. You know when your mind is too full of thoughts that can’t rest a minute? There it is – but I’m wandering off.
Anyway, since I still had a couple of hours before working time, I decided to have a stroll and get fresh bread for me and the girls upstairs.
The best panettiere in town is Ciccio, a couple of turns before entering Giardini Carducci. Despite the cold temperature, I put my scarf on and hit the road.
The area of Tursenia where I live is a bit uphill, so the road goes down and then up again in the city centre. That creates a complicated (well, complicated for me) mix of air streams that results in fog.
Some days Tursenia is so foggy that looks like the worse foggy variation of London – ironic to me, huh?
Foggy Tursenia makes the air so thick you can cut it with a knife.
And all of a sudden, the gracious and coloured Tursenia turns into a creepy Silent Hill foggy Tursenia. Add that there were only a few people around…. well, you get the drill.
Here’s how Tursenia’s Giuseppe Garibaldi statue looked this morning. I was expecting a zombie Garibaldi coming down the stand and trying to rip my eyes off, but didn’t happen. Phew!
And yes, please don’t ask me why there’s a Giuseppe Garibaldi statue at Giardini Carducci. There should be a statue of poet Giosué (what kind of name is that?!) Carducci, right? There’s another crazy thing of Tursenia I will never figure out.
This is one of the rare times in my life when I feel like I’m in a videogame such as Silent Hill, how silly I am. Foggy Tursenia has got this power and influence to my mind, really?
