There were a couple students staying with my host family the weekend after my bag got stolen, and I decided to head into Rome with them Monday morning--they wanted to see some of the tourist sites and I needed to get my passport and pick up the money that my mom wired me. I got to the American Embassy around 1:30 to get my passport and had to wait until 2 to get in. The guards, in typical Italian fashion, were more than friendly--the first two I met offered to show me around Rome afterward, one offered to come to Bracciano and visit me, and a third suggested I meet him for drinks that night haha. I was allowed inside the embassy, under 'emergency circumstances', I went through security, and I made my way up to American affiars where I was denied a passport because I didn't have cash on me (and they wouldn't let me pay with my parent's card number). In a crunch for time, I went down to pick up the money that was wired to me; however, I was informed that I couldn't get without a passport. So there I was, lost for a solution--no passport without money, but no money without a passport. I went back to the embassy, explained my situation and they agreed to make me an alternative document that I could use to pick up the money, but then told me that I would have to come back the next morning to pick up my passport--which I did. Quite the hassle, but everyone was so nice, I actually think I might go back to visit again now because I've gotten to know so many of the employees! :)
The students who were staying at my house; I went into Rome with them when I was getting my passport |
Challenges at this point....honestly, after getting past the huge hump, it's hard to even complain. I think more than anything, I'm just sad that I only have three weeks left here. I can't believe how quickly time has passed!
Lessons I've learned: Like I said before, people in general are just good--I love how I can come to a new country, live away from my family and friends and still feel so loved. I've definitely had my moments where I've felt alone, I think anyone would. That said, I think Italians are some of the most kind, open, and loving people. I decided that I didn't want to do homework this morning, so I just road my bike into Bracciano city and walked all around the city (it's not huge). After about 30 minutes, I made some new friends, grabbed some fruit juice with them at a nearby bar (not American type bar, what we would consider more of a cafe), and invited them to come play water and beach volley with me and some more of my friends tonight. Really, I don't know how I could complain about life.
Playing Water Volley in Bracciano Lake--where I live |
Hey, Kierea, sorry about your bag getting stolen. I am glad that you have gotten through it OK and that people are so supportive there. It;s true that wherever you go there are always nice people who want to help. I also had a mishap with my computer. The hard drive somehow broke and I have about a week;s worth of data that got lost. Basically, my computer is useless till I can get to the states to fix it, so I will be without a computer the rest of my time here in Mexico. Anyway, Italy sounds amazing. Good luck with everything¡
ReplyDeleteI am glad everything is working out. Is everything okay with your data or did this set back your project a lot?
ReplyDeleteI am so sorry about your bag, I felt so bad about that!! I would have totally given you a HUGE hug. you are such a good example of keeping a positive attitude! I like how you are always looking for the positive in people. In my own experience, I think that a country's greatest asset is its people.
ReplyDeleteSo sorry about your bag! But its a good story for a field studies experience right? haha. If it makes you feel better, your pictures are amazing and I am so jealous of you just heading off to Rome like it is nothing. Good for you for just moving forward and continuing to make the best of a once in a lifetime opportunity. Being adaptable makes cultural immersion that much better.
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