We made it. Granted we made it like 4 months ago, but we made it! I am back to share with you the ridiculous tales of life in Italy. I thought this would be the perfect opportunity to share with y’all some rules/lessons I’ve learned as we’ve gotten adjusted.
1. Hindsight is 20/20
You make lists. You pack everything you might possibly need and more between your luggage and your shipment and you’ll still forget/wish you would’ve brought ______________. Yes, it totally sucks. And, yes, it might push you past the brink of sanity (especially if your flight out of MIA was delayed 5 hours and your 3 kids are running around like poster children for Ritalin).
Deal with it.
You can buy most anything here. If not, there is still Amazon. If you still can’t handle it pour a glass of wine, sit on your porch/balcony and enjoy the amazing views from the new place you call home. #blessed
2. Italian is hard y’all
I know the 2 of you who read this read about my adventures in Duolingo. I thought I was doing so good, not mastery good, but something more than survival mode good.
I’m not sure what comes out of my mouth. It seems like a hybrid of Italian, French and restaurant Spanish. In reality, it likely sounds like the teacher from Peanuts.
Another aspect to the Italian language is the hand gestures. You have to learn how to use these properly along with the language. It’s super confusing, and if you do it wrong you might as well banish yourself from town. I’m a hand talker in English, I’m hoping this will follow through to Italian.
Meanwhile, my oldest has to translate for us everywhere we go…sorry kid. I’m starting MY Italian tutoring next week. #Jesustakethewheel
3. EVERYTHING shuts down in August
Pro Tip: Try to not start anything August 1st, like we did. Luckily all our utilities were signed over to us at the end of July, or we would’ve been screwed. But you know that internet you depend on? We didn’t have it for over a month. Why? August. Most non-hospitality related businesses, the majority of civic functions (i.e.: Immigration), and service businesses are closed the whole month for holiday (European speak for vacation).
In addition to August, don’t think that there is such a thing as “normal business hours”. Where we live most things are closed Monday, half-day Wednesday, open “late” (a somewhat subjective term) Friday and half-day Sunday. Not to mention the daily lunch hour(s) closings. These are typically from 12:30-2:30(sometimes as late as 5:30) daily. DAILY!!
Lunch is legit here y’all…don’t question it. #2legit2notquitforlunch
4. A Domani
A domani means “see you tomorrow”. This friendly exchange is shared amongst friends/neighbors/co-workers you will literally see tomorrow. But, “a domani” has a darker side…
Say you order something like a couch, or school uniforms or school books. You’ll ask when they’ll arrive, they tell you a date. You go to inquire about said items on this date and you get the same answer “a domani”. While a domani typically means “see you tomorrow”, here it means “check tomorrow”. One “a domani” turns in to ten and suddenly it’s a month later, so you’ve stopped counting in days.
“A domani” is a pacifier. “A domani”, in these instances, is equivalent to “I really don’t know, but sorry’boutcha”. #whateves
All that being said, we are still super grateful for the chance to live here. This is the first time all my kiddos have been in school all day, so I’m trying to get on more of a schedule myself. That schedule will presumably include more entries here, more reading, morning cafe and prosecco lunches. Not so bad.