Condom machine outside a pharmacy on via Regina Margherita. We may be in Pope-land, but that doesn’t mean people aren’t still having their fun. Condom machines are found outside of a lot, if not most, pharmacies here.
Random “learning Italian language” anecdote. When I first moved here I was pretty well versed in Italian, but mistakes are always going to be made. During my first year here, I was having a conversation with my roommates about the difference between Italian and American produce. I was trying to explain that I found the Italian fruits and veggies much better because they used less preservatives then ours in America. I could remember what the Italian word for preservatives was, so I used technique I often do, which is to Italianize the English word and hope it works. I’d say it’s a good guess about 60% of the time but not in this case. I used the word preservativo as my guess at preservative. Well guess what people, that means condom in Italian, decidedly NOT what I was aiming for unless our farmers are using some secret condom growing method to raise fruits and vegetables. At least I was just at home with my roommates who laughed and kindly told me that the word I was looking for was conservante, which means preservative. I was mildy embarrassed, but hey, I never mixed up those words again!