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ID Card: Sara Kruger, an American journalist.
Currently living In: Bassano del Grappa
How (or why) did you get here from there?
My husband is a teacher. After two years of discontented teaching in the States, he looked into teaching overseas. He discovered the European Council of International Schools in November of 2000 and through this connection secured an interview with an international school in Italy in the summer of 2001. The principal liked his voice and written credentials enough to hire him, so we moved at the end of August.
What role did language skills play in your expat experience?
Prior to leaving, we checked out a children’s Italian book so upon arrival we knew colors and numbers and how to say "Dove." This didn’t help a whole lot. Fortunately, our first week in Italy we met an Italian family that befriended us. They didn’t know any English, so we were forced to rapidly increase our vocabulary (with the aid of a very helpful dictionary). Learning Italian has been essential to an enjoyable experience for us. It has allowed us to converse with the locals and participate more fully in the Italian lifestyle.
Your biggest challenge:
Dealing with the Italian bureaucracy. During the first few months we were here, as we tried to secure permessos (permission to stay in the country) and visas, we learned that nothing involving the government happens quickly or on the first try. Nor do the practices always make sense.
What did you do to feel at home or adapt here? We immediately dove into learning the language.
What do you still have to get used to/learn?
Italian hours. Businesses take random days off – not the predictable Sat/Sun – and random afternoons off. Now each business is consistent in what days and afternoons it takes off, but not all businesses have the same ones off. And all businesses close for some time in the afternoon, but what hours they take off vary. And there’s no such thing as a 24-hour supermarket.
Compare an aspect (or aspects) of your home town (or other place you’ve lived) to current town.
Parking downtown in both places is something drivers only dream about.
Latest pursuits: Travel writing. When I first arrived, I was working at the same school as my husband. Recent hires made my employ there unnecessary, so I’ve been writing stories about the places we’ve traveled since we’ve been here in the hopes of being published.
A preconceived notion about Italians/Italy that is not true:
Prices are cheap here. We arrived in September, when the lire was still in use. Knowing the terrible value of the lire, I assumed prices would be incredibly cheap. Apparently, just because I got 2,000 lire to my $1 doesn’t mean I could buy 2,ooo times the goods with my $1 than I would in the States. Prices were pretty much the same as my hometown, once I did the conversion. Of course, that conversion is no longer necessary since the euro is almost equal to the US dollar.
A preconceived notion about Italians/Italy that is true:
Driving is incredible here. All the crazy stories you hear about Rome are true throughout Italy, just to a lesser extent. Rather than the philosophy that I grew up with that every driver should be a defensive driver, Italian drivers believe every other driver is a defensive driver and thus make some pretty wild moves, assuming every else is looking out for them. But if everyone else holds this same perspective, how does it work? Somehow, it does.
Your response/advice/warning to the following question: "I love Italy! I really want to live here, even though I don’t speak Italian or have a job."
Italian isn’t difficult to pick up, so that part isn’t really a problem. You can live here for three months as a tourist. If you don’t mind living illegally and are confident you will never come into contact with a government official or police officer and will never need health care, stay as long as you like. If you don’t want to be constantly looking over your shoulder, think about studying here. Otherwise, it is incredibly difficult to secure a work visa within the European Union as you must prove no one else in the EU can do the job you’re applying for. Obtaining most types of Visas is a headache, as you’re dealing with the Italian bureaucracy, which isn’t the most efficient or consistent institution. So, my response? Good luck.
How would you sum up your Italian experience in a word (and why)? A blessing. From my humble abode in Renton, WA, I never thought it would be possible to live overseas. It was a dream that didn’t seem likely ever to see the light of reality. Every day spent learning the language, traveling to new places, witnessing firsthand all those sights deemed "must-sees" is simply a blessing that I’ll cherish forever.
Italy’s best kept secret
As long as you’re in the process of acquiring the necessary paperwork, you’re OK. In the States, having a piece of paper saying you are waiting for the official paperwork doesn’t cut it. You’ve got to have the official stuff. But in Italy, because acquiring these documents takes so long, being in the process is just as good as having them. While trying to acquire our permessos, we have secured a piece of paper that says, at the very bottom, in both Italian and English, "THIS IS NOT VALID AS A COPY OF FOREIGNER’S PERMIT TO STAY". So what’s the point, we asked. The police officer assured us that this with our passport would be good enough for anything we needed. But we still have to get the real permessos; it just doesn’t really matter when. The ones we have are indefinitely temporary. Crazy stuff.