"Why are you in Italy?"
"Australia is such a beautiful country, how could you leave it?"
"Was it not hard to leave everything behind?"
"Do you think you'll ever go back?"
"How did you find your job?"
I often get emails from strangers and friends asking me these questions. When I meet people here or abroad for the first time, one of the above always comes up. People seem so interested, confused and puzzled about my move to the other side of the world.
I briefly mentioned my reasons for moving in my first ever post here, I thought I would touch on the topic again - if not at least to answer some peoples questions and others thoughts - however my first post sums it up pretty well.
If you go and read the post you will most probably be thinking how simple it all sounds. Well...it was simple. The truth was that I never thought about it and then that was all I could think about. Confused?
Moving to the other side of the world was simple for the reason that I had an Italian passport. So that ladies and gentlemen made my transition nice and easy. My twin and I got those sorted in Melbourne. With our dad being born in Italy, and he being naturalised long after our births it was easy enough to obtain.
I left Australia with my twin sister and her then boyfriend - now husband with the intention of returning after 3 months. I was only intending to see a little bit of the world...I just lost track of time.
We back packed for 3 months, seeing many many countries - including Italy where we spent a good deal of time. It wasn't love at first site when I landed here in Rome, but I felt as though something inside of me had been switched on. From Rome we went to spend 10 days in my grandparents village in Puglia and I remember thinking that these people were just like me; melodramatic, emotional, passionate, crying one minute and then laughing the next. I can only describe that I felt so comfortable with them, I felt as though I was one of them, I felt like I was in a way 'home.'
This may sound very strange to a lot of people reading this, but then at the same time a lot of you will know exactly what feelings I am describing. It is hard to put into words. It is difficult to explain to someone that you can enter a foreign country where you hardly speak the language, yet you have an instant connection. Must be something in the blood...?
Read on for part 2 3 4 & 5