Claudio
Non-existent service
On a lazy Friday afternoon, unable to escape the heat, I got on my bike to retreat to the quiet of National Square. My attention was caught by large red umbrellas, comfortable wicker chairs and small palms. What better way to spend the afternoon? I sat in the slight breeze, waiting for the arrival of the waiter who never came. After trying to order a refreshing drink, I realised that no one was in the mood to serve me, so after a half-hour wait I got back on my bike to go to the bottle of water waiting for me in my fridge.
