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On the 15th day of abroading, Europe gave to meeeee


#17 - GELATO
#16- ABROAD SONGS


#15- PERSISTENT HAWKERS


Have you ever visited a large European city? If so have you ever tried to I don't know casually walked to, from, or past a national monument or famous square or even just tried to find a bathroom near something even remotely famous? Then you inevitably encountered one of the lowest forms of human society, the persistent hawker. They are the scum that have the potential of ruining your not real life moments. They are the annoying middle aged men who look like they haven't showered in a week and have the social skills of an STD if it was in human form, the most irksome, dirty, rude, and never seems to go away (yeah that metaphor was gross, sorry I'm not sorry). The hawkers are obnoxious and at their worst when persistent. Heads up for all my friends studying abroad next semester or in the future at all, the worst are ALWAYS the ones trying to sell you flowers. My advice for when you encounter the hawkers, DO NOT ACKNOWLEDGE THEIR EXISTENCE.


Not even worth a Jenna Marbles the face. Seriously, do not look at them do not talk to them (especially do not talk to them) do not tell them no. No means try harder in their language. No I don't want you stupid useless crap leave me alone I'm trying to enjoy the view of the Eiffel Tower and considering I just was attacked by 5 other dudes selling me the same crap I wasn't waiting to walk 10 feet to get your crap. Back the fuck down homeboy and try reevaluating your life decisions that led you to this profession. The worst hawkers were definitely in Paris, but Florence ones get on my nerves constantly. Luckily I am not a girl, otherwise its worse. Then you get the ohhhh america lady gaga 1 euro 1 euro ciao bella ciao sexy. NO. just NO. stop that. immediately. Why have them on this list you ask? Because if it was not for these annoying pricks I realized the need to be a complete and utter ass to another person is sometimes necessary and deserved. Do I want to breeze by and ignore another person, not really (though I'm good at it at this point) but call me meredith grey with a loud SERIOUSLY? SERIOUSLY? moment because just leave me and everyone in the vicinity of this place alone. Personal space is a common courtesy if I say no, accept it and move on with your life. Don't provoke me, that's not going to help you case.