At the doctor

From what I always hear, one of the most difficult things to get used to for an Italian living abroad is the health system. First of all, we are used to a public health system, where you don’t have to pay for any little thing. Here in Ireland, I had the first heart attack when…

Personal Traditions

When I was in Italy during the Christmas holidays, I bought a book called “Prendiluna”, by Stefano Benni, an Italian author I discovered when I was in college and loved since. A personal tradition of mine came back to my mind, something I had created right at that time: after every exam of my last…

Home before Christmas

“It will happen just when it’s meant to happen”, or “what you are looking for will come at the right time”. You are in a difficult situation, struggling to find a solution to a riddle that life put in front of you, and someone you love says those words. You know they are right. After…

This was/is Halloween

I absolutely love the story of Halloween, the pagan origin of the festivity, the dark side of it, the link to the unknown. In the first couple of years I spent in Ireland, I enjoyed dressing up, and I would still love to do it if a party should come up. Here in Galway, the…

Interview & changes

Recently, the Italian expat website “Voglio Vivere Così” interviewed me. They asked me interesting questions about my move to Ireland and my life here. Between the time of the interview and the publishing, a few months passed. I was thinking of how many things have changed in this couple of months. For example, I had…

Priorities

A while ago, Mr J gave me the little bottle in the picture. He had found it by the sea, and he was sure it was a very old ink bottle. I thought it could be anything, and also very new, since the sea makes everything look old so easily. But no, it was certainly…

My Italian non-holiday

As every expat knows, going back to the place we come from, visiting friends and family, is never a holiday. It’s rather a way to notice changes, about ourselves and the people we know and live far from us. As I usually do when I come back home after about a week of this kind…

56/56 Tis the day

A recap on my eviction journey. Today was the deadline to leave the old house. As you could see reading this journal, it took way less to find a new place. This was due to a mix of anxiety, adaptability, luck, and collaboration between me and my housemate. How am I feeling now? Well, let’s…

Insomnia

In the last couple of weeks I have been suffering from a very bad form of insomnia. I have never really slept well since I moved to this new apartment, but it became worse and worse. I remember experiencing something like this only once before, 4 years ago, before I left Italy. Last week, I…

My Women’s day

I never liked festivities or recurrent dates during the year. Not because they are fake or commercial, but because I hate when somebody tells me why I should celebrate something. I even have difficulties with birthdays. Anyway, on this women’s day, I spent a few minutes thinking about myself, like an assessment of who I…