Tuesday, October 25, 2011

L'Italia e unica nel mondo

I have officially settled into my adopted city. After four months, I am still not tired of Polenta and Prosecco.  I am learning a lot about the culture here in Treviso. As, I've  learned even though Italy is a culture in its own, each region, each city has it's own cultural aspect of difference that  varies from region to region, city to city. There are so many differences between Americans and Italians. Just, last night I caught myself shrugging my shoulders when I was trying to prove a point to my husband, and him finally agreeing with me. I said " E cio" (shrugging my shoulders) which means "Oh, yes" Shrugging your shoulders or using your hands to talk are all things Italian. Italian's are known for using their body to do the talking. 

One of the differences in Italy is the Laundry system. 

Laundry takes a very long time. There is no such thing as procrastinating, taking your time and putting your laundry in the dryer or putting it in the dryer to get the wrinkles out? Nope, not here. You have to plan accordingly. Which means for me, I have to schedule a whole day to be home just to do my laundry. The washing machine takes anywhere from 1 to 2 hours. Everything must be hung dry. It is not so much of a problem in the summer, as the temperatures are so warm, clothes are dried in hours. I can do 3 or 4 loads of washed and dried clothes in one day, in the summer.  It is however, quite different in the crisp, fall mornings, and I am assuming it only gets  worse in the winter. Maybe, you are wondering what I do when it rains? You can find my freshly washed clothes on the thermals ( heaters) in my home.  Thankfully I have bought a portable clothes stand in Italian known as stenti biancheria.  Which I can leave inside when it rains or snows. Clothes only take about 2 or 3 days to dry completely when in my home. Only. But with this difference, I'd like to say, I am more patient and more organized( however, my husband would tell you otherwise).

Here is a picture of the type of clothes stand that I use. Not quite the same but silimiar in design. Don't forget the clothes pins. Another good reason to start hanging drying your clothes, saves on energy and money :) 



Here is something I think the Grocery Stores in California would be better off with. 

Here, in Italy, if you want to use a shopping cart, you need to pay 50 cents, or one euro. Don't worry you will get it back when you return the cart. Maybe, there wouldn't be so many shopping carts gone missing. Plus, the carts are neatly placed back in the cart storage. The other one, why, California hasn't caught on yet? I don't know, maybe because you can't trust people or it just doesn't work the faith system in the US. In the produce department first, you always use a plastic glove that the supermercato supplies free for you. Makes sense, don't want to buy fruit or veggies that everyone has touched. Next,  you weigh the fruits and veggies yourself, on a scale that has numbers 1 to 100. You pick the number that corresponds with the fruit or veggie that you picked up and put the price tag on yourself. Creates less lines in the supermercato, and when at check out everything runs smoothly. 

  
 Here is a picture of the shopping Carts in Italy. Do you see the little black box, thats where you put your 50 cent or euro coin and then you get your shopping cart. Bring back your shopping cart to the same area and get your money back. 



Here is a picture of the produce scale. There are many different kinds of scales. This one, has the photos of the produce with the number for you. Makes it easier for you. Just put your bag of produce on the scale, select the number and a barcode prints out and you place it on your bag. It is that simple. 



One thing is for certain the Italian people are extremely passionate and uncomplicated people. It is a true joy to be surrounded by a culture that loves to love. I am learning to love again. Italians certainly aren't shy or  hide the love they have for one another. Hello Public displays of affection :) I have many personal experiences with my husband. I was told I am too shy. In america, it would be a different story, but I am in Italy so time to let go. Ha! 

L'Italia e unica nel mondo when translated means Italy is unique in the world. 


                                                   My husband and I on our wedding day. Baci 






The "Italian" Dream

The Italian Dream 

Everyone is in search of a dream or trying to make their dream into their reality. For some, it is to leave their "home" country and have a life in a "new" country. Some Italians are searching or wanting the "American" Dream, and me? I am searching for the "Italian" Dream. The simple day to day life where planning is not a necessity.  I am in the process or transition of finding that balance, adapting  to a my new adopted country, learning how to speak and write fluently  in Italian all while trying to maintain who I truly am. 

I have lived in Italy for roughly four months now. There are so many things that I had given up to live in a country like Italy, and a city like Treviso. Treviso is not worldly known as Florence, Rome or Venice. Just as beautiful and rich in history, but very few Americans or other expats are living the "Italian" dream in Treviso.   The hardest part  for me was giving up the comfort of my family. Having my family 9,000 miles away can take quite a toll on one. Sometimes, my days are spent with nervousness and anxiety. Realizing and accepting the fact that  I am no longer on a vacation, but am actually living abroad. Sometimes I feel a rush of panic. It can often be scary living in a foreign country where everything is different. As above, I am still in the process of finding that balance. Thankfully, there is the Modern Technology and I can see and write to my family whenever I want. Thank you, Apple :) 

I am finding out who I truly am, what I want in my life and who I want to surround myself with. I have a fresh start for a "new" way of living. Life is definitely different here. Some good things, some not so good. It is what it is, in the words of my mother.  Finalmente, I am living my dream, taking the good with the bad. Most importantly  I am LIVING my dream, not daydreaming anymore :) The Italian Dream is no longer a dream of mine BUT  a reality :) 


                                                              Me in my adopted country :) 

Monday, October 24, 2011

Places I love ~ San Vito di Cadore

I love going to San Vito di Cadore. Italy is filled with so much beauty, nature and wonder. We decided to take a day trip and go for a hike in San Vito on a warm, August day. Only an hour and a half outside of Treviso.  How could you not fall in love with your surroundings in San Vito? 

 Our guide and friend, Ale.             
                                                
Our starting point


Hi ho ~ Hi ho ~ Up the trail we go ~ 

Mmmmm red currants  

Realizing just how out of shape we really are...LOL 


It's always nice to take a break and enjoy your surroundings.. 


Sometimes, you got to get your feet wet :) Crossing the River wasn't as easy as it looked. 

We had two stops before our final destination. Here, we are at stop #1. 


After, a refreshing glass of Prosecco... back on the trail again..

                                               
Which is harder hiking downhill or uphill?

                                                         We finally made it!!!!
                                               


The Baita Ciastel ~ What a great lunch we had!
                                                                
                 

View from our table
                                                             

We had a great time exploring the wilderness of San Vito di Cadore. 
                                                       



La Dolce Vita ~ Sundays

What I love about Sundays. 

We have quite a routine on Sundays which is our only day off. Sleeping in, enjoying a morning walk along the Sile river. Stopping for a glass of Prosecco in Casier a small town along the Restera.



We then head over to my mother in law's home for a BIG Family Lunch that lasts up to three hours. It feels like Thanksgiving every Sunday. Surrounded by good food, good wine and of course good company.


Today, is my first post in a series "La Dolce Vita" that my friend and fellow blogger http://ciaochristy.blogspot.com/ invited me to take part in. Each Monday, I will write about something that makes my life richer while living in Treviso.


"Do you love Italy as much as I do? Join me in sharing with others about our passion for "La Dolce Vita"
The rules are simple : Every Monday, write about something you love about Italy, or your sweet life in general, then grab the icon and add it to your post.




Sunday, October 23, 2011

Inside looking out

             I am lucky and fortunate enough to wake up to this beautiful panorama every morning.




Oh, yes the weather is changing here in Northern Italy.  Yet, the Italian Alps never looked more beautiful covered completely in snow in October. In the summer, it was nice to sit out on my terrace, read a nice book and enjoy the beauty of the landscape in Italy. Now, that it is much colder and crisp outside, I happily admire my surroundings from the windows of my warm home.