Italy knows this and that is why there is water everywhere: at wells, cooled at the vending machine for 5cent per liter, for coffee and free of charge at the campsite bar.
In front of Campobasso, supposedly the coldest town in Southern Italy, Rolf got spontaneously a bottle of water over the fence, because Astrid drove up the mountain five minutes earlier completely sweaty and the nice gentleman who worked on his olive grove, shouted to her ”Ciao and ‘caldo’ (=hot).
