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Dina Fierro's avatar

Is it weird that this only made me want to move to Italy more

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Last year I "lived the dream" of housesitting for a friend's mom in Italy. A whole month. Literally a dream...for someone. Not for me!

Things I didn't anticipate:

1. Climate change. Folks, it's bad. Parts of temperate Italy are now becoming tropical and they *do not* have the infrastructure for that. My apartment never got cooler than 80F, ever. With AC. The thick stone walls held heat like an oven. The only time it cooled down was a hailstorm and I just put towels on the ground next to the window so I could get that sweet, sweet breeze that was chucking in ice rocks at me. I had to plan going out either insanely early in the morning or later in the evening and hope/pray that the businesses I wanted to go to opened on time/were still open.

2. Completely different infrastructure. I've lived in other countries. I know things are different. But in Italy, you don't know where to buy anything. You need to go to like 5 different shops to get 5 things. Amazon was a nightmare as they refused to deliver to my address and would only deliver to a shop. The delivery notifications were a mess and the shop was almost never open.

3. You don't know what's going on. Not knowing a language in some countries, you can get by. Not Italy. You *must* know Italian. It's essential. And you must know it well. Not just for paperwork, but figuring out gee, why is this half of the city shut down? What did they say about my train? Why are my bus drivers screaming at each other?

Italy is a proper country, not a fantasy escape for Americans. Your ancestry might be here, but you are not your ancestors. Even your ancestors wouldn't know anything because Italy is both old and incredibly new.

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