tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437922384482239384.post4548924809043376533..comments2018-07-16T20:38:10.925-07:00Comments on Italy expat, living and working: Italy the good the bad and the plain old uglyItaly expathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05486632841276443415noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437922384482239384.post-72351515010649647682008-11-10T22:54:00.000-08:002008-11-10T22:54:00.000-08:00People should read this.People should read this.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437922384482239384.post-87546482123042580892008-06-22T11:14:00.000-07:002008-06-22T11:14:00.000-07:00Wow Mands! An awesome blog! Makes me wanna be ther...Wow Mands! An awesome blog! Makes me wanna be there.<BR/>TessAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437922384482239384.post-39254982606804295452008-05-14T12:33:00.000-07:002008-05-14T12:33:00.000-07:00WELL RESEARCHED,DREAMING OF THE DAY WE FLEE ZIM AN...WELL RESEARCHED,DREAMING OF THE DAY WE FLEE ZIM AND START ANOTHER LIFE, AND ITALY IT MAY BE.<BR/>LYNAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437922384482239384.post-40831337415961562572008-05-13T12:09:00.000-07:002008-05-13T12:09:00.000-07:00Interesting and enticing.LynetteInteresting and enticing.<BR/>LynetteAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437922384482239384.post-47048744283508902852008-05-13T04:19:00.000-07:002008-05-13T04:19:00.000-07:00Hi, your summer afternoon pictures reminds me when...Hi, your summer afternoon pictures reminds me when I was just a little boy in Piemonte: my mum had a small balcony like that one and she was very proud of her flowers. It's a great image of the tipical Italian village house. Wonderful shot!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437922384482239384.post-8594654943808858942008-05-13T03:52:00.000-07:002008-05-13T03:52:00.000-07:00I agree but for so many Italy is wrapped up in an ...I agree but for so many Italy is wrapped up in an romantic dream, and I still sometimes feel that romance after 6 years here.Italy expathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05486632841276443415noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437922384482239384.post-27142911999455260322008-05-13T03:43:00.000-07:002008-05-13T03:43:00.000-07:00Hi - thanks so much for your nice comment on my bl...Hi - thanks so much for your nice comment on my blog and for the link to our B&B in Rome! :)<BR/><BR/>I completely agree with you - you don't really 'know' Italy til you've:<BR/><BR/>a) been to see a specialist under the public Italian health system (ASL);<BR/>b) lived on an Italian (read pathetic) salary for a year or more including paying rent; and<BR/>c) been on a traditional Italian beach holiday in August somewhere like Ostia, Riccione or Rimini. :)Kataromahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14978496810226430712noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437922384482239384.post-68007058582701175362008-05-12T23:34:00.000-07:002008-05-12T23:34:00.000-07:00I truly enjoy reading your blog - it gives me some...I truly enjoy reading your blog - it gives me some idea of what it would be like to live there as an expat. Andrea just refuses to consider living in Italy. Says he wouldn't be different there... although I believe he would be different anywhere. He was born in a small village called Castelpoggio, in the mountains above Carrara. When he was about 6 the family moved to Alessandria. So, Tuscan by birth and Piedmontese by upbringing. He left Italy when he was about 23. <BR/> <BR/>I was born in Houston - so ironic that I am back here now. Raised in Congo/Zaire, and have lived in Burundi, Switzerland, Hawaii, Pennsylvania, Maryland, Kansas, and Texas. Italy was a revelation and a complete surprise to me. As a child I was always very interested in Imperial Rome and also the Etruscans. Modern Italy was a mystery. When I met Andrea, there was so much I didn't know. <BR/> <BR/>At age 47 I found myself trying to learn a new language. My childhood French gets all tangled up with the Italian and none of it comes out right when he is around. I'm a little better when alone but usually I just look like a stunned deer when someone talks to me. I did take lessons for a little while but my work schedule has lots of travel, and school just didn't work out. Now I try to do my Rosetta Stone lessons and yes they do help a bit. My goal is to be able to speak with Andrea's sisters and their children, who speak no English at all, and to be able to understand something of his Italian soul. They have been charming and gracious to me, the second wife. <BR/> <BR/>Sorry to run on so. I guess I am happy to find someone who understands a little of what my life is like. thanks again. AmyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437922384482239384.post-21927530128688419432008-05-12T09:33:00.000-07:002008-05-12T09:33:00.000-07:00It's always good to read from someone who apprecia...It's always good to read from someone who appreciate Italian wine and food. Particularly Super Tuscan wines. I left Tuscany few years ago and reading this blog brings me to great memories.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437922384482239384.post-66312625104366976412008-05-12T02:50:00.000-07:002008-05-12T02:50:00.000-07:00I laughed out loud Emily, because I happen to know...I laughed out loud Emily, because I happen to know you speak Italian like a local!. Perhaps you could do a guest post here about your driving lessons. That will be a hoot! DItaly expathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05486632841276443415noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437922384482239384.post-51553639501668796982008-05-11T21:06:00.000-07:002008-05-11T21:06:00.000-07:00Always astute and endearing your observations....I...Always astute and endearing your observations....<BR/>I'm taking driving lessons now, which is a whole story in itself.<BR/>I'll take the exam in English (bad Brit translation) and the nice little girl at the driving school suggested I attend the 'foreigner' classes, where, no, they don't give the lessons in English, or Arabic, but they speak Italian 'really slowly'....<BR/>The prof keeps mentioning that here in Italy we drive on the right.<BR/>Baci,<BR/>EmilyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437922384482239384.post-53383969200360417902008-05-10T10:28:00.000-07:002008-05-10T10:28:00.000-07:00Interesting to read about my old country , good me...Interesting to read about my old country , good memories, I'm back in the states now, good blog.<BR/>JayAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437922384482239384.post-40924644162919273072008-05-10T10:25:00.000-07:002008-05-10T10:25:00.000-07:00Ciao I've just read your last issue, really intere...Ciao I've just read your last issue, really interesting, a non conventional way to see italian life by the eyes of foreign woman.<BR/>RobiAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437922384482239384.post-67006516563463215262008-05-10T09:30:00.000-07:002008-05-10T09:30:00.000-07:00brings back memories, the good ones. Im back in th...brings back memories, the good ones. Im back in the states.<BR/>JamesAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com