Italians are beautiful, surreal beings. They are skinnier and better looking, and somehow they don’t sweat in the 90 degree weather like American students do. Try finding a wrinkly Italian. I dare you! The dogs, however, are well-behaved, chubby pups let loose on the street without leashes. They trudge slowly along with their tongues hanging out and sweat running down their Rubenesque wrinkling faces (kind of like how I feel as an American in Rome?).