So, the main reason I started that last post was because I wanted to share with you something my host in Napoli shared with me, but only because his dentist-student friend felt that i bore a striking resemblance to a local pop icon named Jovanotti. I met the Dentist on my second last day in Napoli and for the entire night he kept prompting me to get up on stage, or start singing or shouting "you dance. you must. you jovanotti." Well, judge for yourselves.
Really, what this means is that I have added to my list of reasons to keep my beard. Let's review:
1. I look like Jovanotti
2. I don't have to shave
3. Missing my mouth when drinking no longer matters
Tomorrow: the cons of a beard (if I can find any)
[the song's title is Fango, which means mud]
