July 17, 2011
The Oratorio is where it’s at. It’s the church recreational center in cities and villages across Italy. In Predore, I was walking home from the Lake Iseo ferry and purposely went out of my way to see what was going on at the Oratorio. There is this magnetic draw to the complex. It’s a campus with the church and an amazing soccer field made up of plush plastic dirt and grass. It’s a dream to play on. There is also a bar serving espresso, alcoholic beverages, ice cream, candy, and snacks accompanied by a pool table, fussball table, and air hockey. And everyone from the village was there.
The Oratorio is where it’s at. It’s the church recreational center in cities and villages across Italy. In Predore, I was walking home from the Lake Iseo ferry and purposely went out of my way to see what was going on at the Oratorio. There is this magnetic draw to the complex. It’s a campus with the church and an amazing soccer field made up of plush plastic dirt and grass. It’s a dream to play on. There is also a bar serving espresso, alcoholic beverages, ice cream, candy, and snacks accompanied by a pool table, fussball table, and air hockey. And everyone from the village was there.
Everyone seemed so friendly and happy. In fact, some of the people saw me play soccer with the boys I was taking care of, and I was invited to play in the tournament. (One of teams needed another girl on the team.)
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