I am here in Italy through the University of Utah studying Film and Media Arts! I still can’t believe it! My parents dropped me off at the airport to find my way here by myself! I made it and I’m really proud of that. My parents are proud of me too and that makes me so happy.
We got in a couple nights ago and our apartments are all really nice. Mine is super artsy. It has a woven metal railing. It’s at the top of a 6 story building. There’s a tiny little elevator (3×3) but we usually take the stairs to combat all the carbs we are consuming. I am staying with 5 other girls who are also students at the University of Utah. We have a good time.
Monday June 15th was our first day of class. I still only have vague ideas about what I should do my film on.
Everyone talks about the food in Italy and I’ve heard that “Italy is Eataly!” but so far for me the food had been hit or miss… Mostly miss. I ate a good crescent for breakfast but gross pizza for dinner. Gelato is already a summer staple!
The other night we went down to the boardwalk along the Tyrrhenian Sea and it was super crowded! We discovered that it was the celebration of the city’s St. Antonio’s Day (The city’s Saint). It was a colorful cultural celebration put on by the local Catholic Church. There was a boat ceremonially set to sea, large ornate crosses and a chanting priest. At the end the priest came through the group. He made eye contact with me and smiled and then went on kissing and blessing babies.
Everything here seems to be full of magic. Happiness and extreme amounts of fun are on the horizon as soon as I get my feet on the ground.
To get around we have this confusing little map that’s all written in Italian. Just picture me standing in the middle of the street completely lost and that pretty much sums up my first week here in Genova. I am surrounded by foreign chit chat, the roaring sound of city buses and the coos of pigeons. Sunday morning I woke early, all the while fighting my jet lag, and set off to find an LDS church. It was just down the street! I was looking for it but couldn’t find it! All I saw was a city street! No church, no sign and no one who looked like they spoke english. But my GPS said that I had arrived at my destination. My phone connected to the LDS Access WiFi so I knew I was close! It was like a game of scavenger hunt. From across the street, an old Italian man yelled at me “Gesus Christo?!” and pointed down a hallway to an elevator. The congregation was on the second floor. I sat in front of the Sister Missionaries and watched as they greeted all the members. Talk about hot men! Italian, with the light of Christ in their eyes… I thought I had died and gone to heaven! The members smiled and welcomed me too. A sister missionary from Colorado whispered the translation in my ear the whole meeting. While singing a hymn in Italian, I learned “tutto-belle” (all is well) and truly, all is well. I might feel stressed, culture shocked and hot but all is truly well.
xoxo ciao from Italy!