Things I Wish I Knew About Living Abroad

We've all seen the movies and read the books.  People seem to think that living abroad for an extended period of time is simple and fun.  They never get homesick, they rarely have culture shock and you can forget about all the logistical nightmares being accurately portrayed.  Basically, society portrays living abroad like disney portrays relationships, completely fictional fairytales.

That doesn't mean that the fun you see people having when living abroad is fictional, because in most cases it probably isn't.  I don't know about other people, but living abroad has been one of the most challenging and rewarding experiences of my life.  Somedays I woke up and had no idea how I was going to be able to do it and other days I woke up ready to conquer the world.  Bottom line: living abroad is great fun, but it's hard work.  There are a billion things that make it a difficult experience, but those same things make it a really rewarding experience.  You just need to learn how to balance your life and find a new perspective.

Things I Wish I Knew About Living Abroad (before I lived abroad!)

 I hardly brought anything over with me.  My room felt alien for a good month.

1.  You will feel like you are in constant limbo with what you own.  When I am in England, without fail, I always wish I had something that is at home in America.  In America, I always realize I left something really important in England.  During spring, I didn't bring back any sweatshirts with me.  Big mistake.  Right now?  I really wish I had my cream t-shirt.  You have to get used to the idea that something isn't going to be there and try to discover your must-haves, what you really need wherever you go.

I did not expect to HATE the fact that Starbucks gives you ceramic mugs in England.  I hate it.

2.  Expect the unexpected.  This applies to every single aspect of living abroad.  I loathe and detest English weather.  Seriously, it has become the bane of my existence.  Of course, before living there I had no idea about this.  I thought it would be fine, lovely even.  Turns out, I can't stand it.  On the other hand, I also thought that I would hardly ever be able to talk to my parents.  Apparently a five hour time difference really isn't as big as it seems.  Bottom line, no matter how much you prepare and read in advance, you won't know what will actually bug you and what won't turn out to be a problem until you are living abroad.

Hello New York!

3.  If there is anything stereotypical AT ALL about where you are from/where you are going, people will ask you about this.  When I meet someone new, they, pretty much without fail, ask me if New York is like Gossip Girl.  The same goes with England.  This will get annoying.  This will get exhausting.  But it can also get you talking about different subjects.  At least it only happens about once per person.

I study Italian, but it's not only the language!  Here is the first text I read in Italian, Dante's La Vita Nuova

4.  There is something you are going to have to explain over and over.  And over again.  It will get tiring and annoying and you will want to poke your eyes out scream.  But that's okay.  Try to think of it as educating people.  I've had to explain the English degree system to my parents so many times it makes me want to cry.  Just remember that you know so much more from having to adapt to a new system, now it's your turn to share your knowledge with other people.  It's definitely a responsibility, but try to have fun with it.

I'll always be a New York girl, but I'm also a total anglophile.

5.  It's tough to figure out who you are in two vastly different places.  Honestly, I don't really know if everyone experiences some type of identity shift when they go away to school, but going abroad seriously means you have to remember that who you are is who you are no matter what your location may be.  In New York, I'm Emilia who is kinda short, likes to wear flip flops and loves veggie burgers.  Of course, that's not exactly who I am in England.  Abroad you are tied to your nationality, whether you like it or not.

It may look pretty, but I can assure you that trying to get home in this wasn't pretty!

6.  Learn to accept things you hate.  I know you think there isn't anything to hate about England, Italy, Spain, France, Germany etc, but I guarantee you that there is something you will not like.  Of course, they thing you hate may not even be about where you are living.  Is there a type of accent that you didn't know exists that drives you crazy?  Maybe you really like street lights?  Or maybe you didn't realize the coffee tastes different.  There are a million things that actually feel different when you are living somewhere for an extended period of time.  Soon you'll realize that hating these things helps you form an identity that relates you to your new country.

I emailed photos like this to parents to keep in touch!

7.  Keeping in touch is hard, but so so worth it.  There's a five hour time difference between my two worlds.  This makes it difficult to keep in touch with my friends and family no matter where I am.  Despite sending oodles of letter, there is nothing better than actually talking to someone.  I don't know how I would do it without skype.  Being able to see someone, even if it is through a screen with a crazy delay that is strangely pixelated, helps to keep you grounded.

I may have celebrated Thanksgiving with my friends, but I'm more than that!

8.  Some people will only be able to see where you are from.  These are the people who stink.  These are the people who probably wouldn't be your friends in your home country.  They aren't worth your time or mental energy.  Focus on making friends who are interested in YOU and share your interests because they are out there.

I took this picture at three am.  In the morning.  I woke up this early to get a plane.

9.  Airplanes and packing suck.  You think you hate packing now?  Just wait.  I actually used to like packing, a fact which I find completely dumbfounding now.  Packing takes on a completely new meaning when living somewhere for an extended period of time.  You aren't just packing a capsule wardrobe, you are packing your life.  I seriously hope this is a skill (like flying) that I'll get better at over the upcoming years.  If not, at least I know that I can fall asleep on a plane and more/less beat jet lag.

My first birthday abroad was super hard, especially since I just arrived back in England.  My parents sent me these flowers, it helped to make the day extra special!

10.  The most important thing is to take things one day at a time.  I can't say how much this piece of advice helped me when adjusting to life abroad each time I returned to uni after coming home.  It's easy to get bogged down by how much you have to do and by how long it is until you see your family and friends again.  I would seriously have gone insane if I counted down the days/months.  Just focus on the day you are living in and getting everything done you need to will help tremendously.

Have you ever lived abroad?  If not, would you want to?  If yes, what was the hardest part?  The best part?


Un Bacione,

Emilia

June Re-Cap

Can you believe it's July 2nd already?  I sure can't!  Part of me feels like summer is going by too fast, yet I still have so much time left.  Crazy.  Anyway, here are some of the highlights of this past (fun and super busy) month.

The month began with crazy amounts of studying in order to get ready for my Italian grammar exam!

Then progressed to days spent enjoying coffee at my favorite cafe and going to my university gym...

...while I searched for those ever elusive boxes.

In the midst of all this I took a day trip to London...

...where I ate plenty of macarons...

...and bought plenty of chocolate.

I've also consumed my weight in iced soy lattes (though I learnt to be careful when ordering them in American Starbucks!).

I even made myself some decent meals in my teeny tiny hall kitchen!

I lived in disarray while packing up my room before coming home for the summer.

All that packing and disarray made me want  to pull my hair out.

But I made it home to enjoy a croissant at my favorite bakery.

I made some intensely peanut-buttery peanut butter cups for my dad for father's day.

Though we also spent a nice day out together.

I didn't go to Le Pain Quotidien nearly enough (though did manage to go on two different continents!).

Certainly managed to get my (mostly vegan) bake on!

I tried, and loved, bubble tea.

Hope everyone had a great June!  Here's to an awesome July!!

Un Bacione,

Emilia

Random Facts About A 1.3 I Have Discovered While Packing

Here's some interesting things I discovered while cleaning my room.  So glad that's done!

This was when the mess was tame

-I have six mini packs of raisins
-I have six eyeliners, four are pencils (all different colors) and the other two are fancy-pants Guerlain
-I have fifteen different types of tea in my room.  Even more if you count the fact that one of them is a variety pack.  EDIT: I just discovered another box of tea, make that sixteen different types.
-I have eleven packets of instant oats, 10 original, 1 blueberry/apple and 1 golden syrup.
-There are two back issues of Glamour in my room, two of Conde Nast Traveller, one of Vogue Italia, two old French Magazines, two back issues of Seventeen, one of Teen Vogue and two Archie comic books in my room.  All in the same drawer.
-In the other drawer of my nightstand there is a bible, a flashlight and two water filter cartridges.
-I have six pairs of tights, four are torn up and two have never been worn.
-I have two guidebooks for Italy (one Let's Go 2008 and the other an Australian edition of Lonely Planet).
-My mug collection includes: 2010 Starbucks Holiday Mug, small Cath Kidston sailboat mug, large Cath Kidston cowboy mug and a knock-off Hello Kitty mug in Spanish from Pearl River.  Such a classy selection...
-I have nine bars of chocolate in my room (though some are gifts, some aren't opened...and others are mostly gone)

Yes, I did stuff my Ugg boot into a ceramic container...hey if the shoe fits!

So, now I think I'll enjoy some peach iced tea, sun and a book.  Peace out packing.

Do you have any random facts about where you live?  Is there something that surprises you about what you have?  Any special ways you pack to fit the most things in?  

Un Bacione,

Emilia

Back in the USA

This is no more:

Gotta say, I'm quite glad about that!  I've never in my life been so relieved to not wake up and see boxes taking over my room.  Of course, now I'm waking up at six am, but that's a different story!

The day before I left, the day I actually had to pack, was all kinds of crazy beautiful and sunny.  Especially for England.  I felt this was quite unfair as I had to stay inside all day, slaving over a suitcase. Despite that, I did get to sneak out for a few minutes to enjoy the sunshine.

Proof that a least my feet got a little sun last tuesday!

Since I had made the trek all the way down to uni from halls, I decided that I deserved a nice lunch out.  Okay, I actually went down to go to the gym.  After my good workout sesh (a steady half hour on the elliptical, fifteen minutes biking and fifteen minutes on the treadmill), I had worked up quite an appetite and decided to get myself a nice so long veggie burger from my favorite cafe.

Silly me forgot to take photo of the actual burger part, but it is a beet burger with pine nuts.  Super yummy and I enjoyed every last bite.  It's so nice to know that you can get sweet potato fries at a cafe, especially one in England.  I adore sweet potatoes and eat them all the time when at home, so I begin to miss them when at uni!

Of course, it wouldn't be a trip to a cafe without getting some kind of coffee.  My weapon of choice was an Au Lait.  It was probably one of the best ones I've ever had, the ratio of coffee to steamed milk was absolutely perfect; milky, though with just enough of a bitter bite of coffee.

Love you!

Anyway, after over twelve hours of travel, two trains, a taxi, an airplane and a disgustingly long wait at baggage claim, I'm back home!  It's seriously weird being here, especially since I know I'll be here for three months.  Although it will take some getting used to, I'm seriously looking forward to having a fun and productive summer.  I already have plenty of plans and ideas that I'm looking forward to getting started on.

Happy Summer!

Un Bacione,

Emilia