Been to Lugano and back. Was their #1 choice out of 120 candidates. I am flattered!
My first night there I walked along the lake above with hundreds of Italians -- you know they do the passegiata at night... everybody walks... it's nice. Then had an awesome pizza and glass of red wine in a little sidewalk cafe right on the lake.
I realize that somewhere along the way I'd lost track of me... as a child I loved navigating my family throughout Europe (esp. the Paris metro -- at ten I led them all through it), studied two languages, traveled so much there as student, used to say I wanted to be an expatriate writer when I grew up... and then I forgot along the way that that was a part of me. In some ways, this was like going home. It wasn't difficult that I'm not fluent in Italian, and I will be.
What an adventure. Life is quiet and simple and good there. I am looking forward to it.
Questions I've got now: How will it be to live on the salary I've agreed to (it's a lot lower than I thought)? Will enough people come to visit me that I won't be lonely? Will I be able to take Mufasa? Is that a good idea? Will I have a new favorite flavor of gelato? Should I ship my furniture or buy it all there? (There's an IKEA nearby and for that I am excited.) Will I need a car? Where will I live? How long will it take me to meet the next great (surely beuatiful European) love?
These are very fun questions, indeed!
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You have my permission to go only if you continue to blog so I can live through you. How completely amazing and exciting. I have likewise always wanted to live for a while in a foreign country. With Dana moving down to Costa Rica it will be easy for me to see more of the world.
GUESS WHAT??? Last night on a walk with Shira and Dana they were sort of having a wandering side conversation about going to Italy. I said HELLO Rebecca will be LIVING there and so at the very least for sure Dana and I will come visit next spring/summer!!!!
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