Well, I’ve been living and working in Italy for almost a month now and thought I would take some time to catch up my blog followers on how life is treating me here so far.
The first week was so hard. I missed home. I didn’t really gel with the people I’m living with (albeit its better now), I had no idea how to communicate in Italian with people in the small town I’m living in, I wasn’t enjoying learning to drive on – what to me is – the wrong side of the road, I felt like I’d never get the hang of teaching the huge range of age groups I had, I missed my family, my friends in England, my boyfriend (who himself is adjusting to a new life in Holland) , missed mums cooking and especially her hugs and all in all I just wanted to throw in the towel and go home.
I spoke to my mum, we prayed on it and I remembered that Christ is my strength and he can take me on this journey and carry me through it with grace, dignity and strength. Not my own but on him in which I lean. I must remember Philippians 4:13 more often.
I spoke to one of my best friends who hold me I can do it and reminded me to also bless the people that were currently around me in my place of work, in my schools and trust in God, leaning on him in faith. He sent me this:
“All of your days have already been written in God’s book. When you go through a disappointment, don’t stop on that page. Stay the course. Keep believing. You may be tired, discouraged and frustrated, but don’t give up on your future. Our god is faithful.”
After that, something shifted slightly. I then got into teaching and settled into Neapolitan life picked up a few words and started making friends amongst some of the teaching staff and meeting up at the weekends all of a sudden it didn’t seem so bad anymore.
I live in a small town called Pomigliano D’arco just outside the centre of Naples. Its around a 20 minute train journey into Naples, on the circumvusuviana – named as such as it circles Mount Vesuvius, which I’ve taken to doing the past 2 Saturdays and having lunch with some of the girls at the language school I work for.
The first weekend we went and had a look around the Castle (have yet to go in and visit properly) and then walked along the bay which was lovely before diving in to a lovely bowl of pasta.
I thought I’d struggle to find decedent foods a vegan, but luckily some people who have been here longer were able to show me a world food shop that sells Chinese, Caribbean and Indian cuisine which meant I won’t be missing out on my plantain, curries or ‘hard food’. I’ve also managed to get my hands on tofu and plant based mylks very easily. Although tofu will be the odd treat for me instead of beans and lentils as its fairly expensive. Cheapest I’ve found so far is 6 euros, but that was a health food shop, so I think I’ll need to do some more digging.
I’ve even stumbled upon vegan cream, but am yet to get luck with butters and cheeses. Luckily in the south, they are big on tomatoes and pasta, so I can make basic meals where needed as well.
Yesterday, we had a walk around Piazza Dante found some beautiful tulip bulbs hat came form Holland and found a street we dubbed ‘Lovers Lane’ due to the random hearts hanging everywhere.
We again ate fantastic fresh Italian cooked food and made plans to make it a regular spot to hang out, catch up on our week after Saturday morning classes and eventually we aim to do some more travelling together during the Italian public holidays.
So, that’s about as much as I can catch you all up on for now. I’m sure they’re will be more to come, even outside of Italy as I plan to visit my boyfriend in Holland and who knows where else the travel bug may take me.
I am incredibly lucky to have an opportunity to travel and see some of this amazing world that our God created. I intend to make the most of it.
Until next time fishes. Love and be loved. Be grateful for all He does for you and in you and through you. Be faithful.