Italians are very kind

Tonight after dinner, some girls and I went to check out a little bar in town (bar in italy means its a coffee shop but they also serve wine/alcohol and sometimes food). We heard that this bar served gelato so we were going to get some but when we got there we found that they only served it seasonally and it was currently out of season. Darn. But, there was a nice man drinking a glass of wine at the counter and he introduced himself as Julio Franco and struck up a conversation with us. He spoke very good English and was even so generous as to buy the 6 of us a bottle of white wine to split. So instead of gelato, we each had a glass of wine and chatted with Julio about his background and where to visit in Italy. I was very touched by his generosity and kindness he showed to us.