On the way home from class today I was stopped by a group of girls who I thought might be american too. They were like "Market??"which is fair enough because incidentally there seem to be a lot of Italians here. So I responded and said to walk down the street, look for the big building with a flag and then it would be on the right, called "Billa." After explaining it one of them went, "Wait...are you American? Cus I couldn't hear your accent at all!" Uh...yeah. There's a reason we're so universally respected overseas.