First of all, apologies for the lack of updates, it has been a bit crazy. For those of you who were not there, here is the transitional rundown: At 4am on Monday morning Erin (a fellow student) and I took a water taxi to Marco Polo Airport. I left Venice at 7 am in time to touch down at JFK at 3:30 pm the same day. However, we (my mother and I) did not make it home until 5 pm, which is 11 pm Venetian time. At that point I sat down for ten minutes, and then went to buy a sleeping pad and other necessary items for the next day trip. My parents treated me to Chinese take-out, upon my request. At nine, while packing, some friends stopped by to hang out for a quick bit. I finished unpacking, doing laundry (really my mother), and re-packing around 1 am.
The next morning, after having eggs, I drove back to JFK airport at 8:15 am with my father to catch my 11 am flight to San Francisco, then Redding. At four that afternoon I was picked up by Mike, one of the trail crew supervisors. Then we pulled into my new house provided by the park, with the seven other girls who are SCA interns at the park with me. (The eight boys live at a different house down the road.) After having some time to myself to move in, I went into town to grab groceries with two other people. Afterwards we went over to the boys house, played cards and getting to know each other, and hanging out. Around ten thirty that night I finally went to bed. Then, the next morning we started work at headquarters at seven forty five. Yahoo! The transition was intense to say the least, but well worth the opportunity to participate in both experiences.
A few things I needed to get used to:
- It is not actually necessary to say ‘grazie’ instead ‘thank you’ if you are speaking English
- It is quite probable that the people surrounding you speak your native language
- The currency is no longer multi-colored, and $1/$2 are not widely available in coins
- Taxes for purchased items are added on at the counter, not included in prices
- Suburbs do still exist
- People use cars (not vaporettos) to get around town, and really big cars at that.
- I no longer needed to eat out for almost every meal...which means cooking… ugh.
- It is acceptable to wear sneakers that are not Converse
That's all for now folks.....
Apologies for not posting sooner, my internet access is only at a library in Redding, hindering daily blog posts. C'est la vie.
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