Using Your iPhone in Italy
If you're moving to Italy and are worried that your smart-phone wont be able to make the trip - have no fear, Italy has all the mobile phones and smart phones that one can find in the U.S.Unfortunately, I can't say the same for the quality of cellular service, as it isn't that fast, and you get a lot less for the money. Also, if you're in a semi-rural area like I do it can be spotty. "Can you hear me now?" Is no longer funny.Don't fear, using your iPhone in Italy is not impossible.I will say that if you already own an iPhone make sure it's unlocked before you move. If for some reason you find yourself in Italy with a locked phone you can still contact your carrier and see about getting it unlocked, it's just more difficult. There are of course "people" who know how to do these things and you can use your best judgement on choosing a "person" to unlock your phone.There are two major cell phone carriers here. Vodafone and Tim. I have an unlocked iPhone 4 and use Vodafone's prepaid service. I try to stay off the internet while I'm out as much as possible - unlike my near constant "checking" of stuff with my phone when I had glorious AT&T.You can check out the plans they have once you get here, but right now Vodafone got me the best "bang" for my buck. However, had I been under twenty-five Tim would've been the way I went as they have a plan for "young" people that is pretty good.
I would avoid a contract if you can. I've heard horror stories about getting billed for all sorts of things - and what not from multiple people who had to learn the hard way and I decided to trust their advice on that subject. You of course can decide what is best for you.If you think you'll just sign up for a plan and get the "free" iPhone, just know that there will be fees and charges, and other things - and purchasing an iPhone outright will be in Euros and therefor WAY more expensive.If you're traveling to Italy and are wondering if your iPhone will work, I'm sure your carrier at home has an International plan you can use, that will probably be pretty pricey, but an alternative is to simply switch out your sim card for a pre-paid one while you're here. That whole unlocked-phone thing will still apply of course.There are places that have Wi-Fi but internet here is no where near as fast as the states and it seems to be even slower on your mobile device at times (this I say from experience.) Keep in mind, that with aps like Skype and Magicjack calling back home to the states is as easy as dialing a number. I use these free aps to connect with my friends and family back in the States and even to conduct business when I need to call the U.S. However, I found that I get the best call quality when I am literally right next to my router, and even then my phone calls aren't always perfect, so please keep that in mind.Like everything when you move to Italy, you simply need only to keep an open mind, and a gentle attitude. Things here are not like they are in the States. Once you get passed that you're experience will be lovely.love & iPhones,nicoleP.S. I'm like 999999999999999.9 % positive this information would also apply to any other smart phone. But a little bit of pre-move investigative work wouldn't hurt.
Sightseeing in Northern Italy
I know I've been totally lame on the blogging lately. All of my free time has been spent pursuing other things...like exploring Italy. Everywhere I go my eyes are awash with beauty. I really am in love with this place.I've so much I want to share with you, but for now, I thought I'd post some short video snippets from my Vine account. They're only six seconds long, so they won't take up too much of your time. If you've not heard of Vine, it's a social sharing site like Instagram, but with six second videos. There are some seriously cool stop motion videos on there that make joining totally worth it. Which proves that the world is awash in art and talent and amazing things. Here are a few I've witnessed while sightseeing in northern Italy.Here is a waterfall in Fregona, we visited last week.A few weeks ago we went to an International street market in Pordenone, where there were a variety of vendors from all over Europe. Here we are sampling some Paella. I can't tell you how nice it was to hear Spanish. We spent €10 for a plate of Paella, but it was in all honesty, one of the best things I've had since arriving in Italy. Ironic? Me thinks so. Here are my boys walking over to investigate a boy chasing a pigeon. Can you believe they want to cut their hair..? We stopped on the side of the Autostrada to capture this rainbow on our way home from Ikea one weekend. (I just got my furniture delivered this week, and in writing this, realized, I really must share that experience with you too! Love and Beautiful Italy,nicole
One Month Later - Life in Italy Through My iPhone
We're settled into our new home, though things aren't as organized as I thought they would be.I love Italy. It is absolutely amazing here.Spring is doing it's magic and the world around is coming into bloom in bright greens and many trees are in bloom, which doesn't help my allergies, but I don't mind.Here's a look into what's been up with me via my iPhone (let me not get into how horrid my cellular service is here).
Venice in the rain...
Last weekend we planned on going to Venice. We awoke early and just kept getting delayed. The biggest delay coming from our youngest son who got car sick a block away from the train station. We returned home of course and cleaned him up. We then had some lunch and meandered around our TLF for a bit. Around three o'clock we ventured out again. We drove around familiarizing ourselves with the area some more, we visited a local grocery store (our first time) where I found the most delicious cookies, and then got back into our rental car and just drove around some more. When we found ourselves in the exact spot where Evan had thrown up all over the place-thus halting our trip. My husband turned to me and said, "You're gonna see Venice today." He then turned his head and said, "Boys, I promised your mom I'd take her to Venice, and we're going."
I was less than compliant because it was already so late in the day nearly five by then and the forecast called for rain in Venice that evening. Not to mention my "maybe all of these hiccups today mean we're not supposed to go" argument. But my protests fell on deaf ears and before I knew it we were all aboard a train to Venice. The city I'd dreamed of. The city I longed to see for so very long.
We arrived at twilight as a light rain began to fall.
My husband snapped as many photos as he could before night fall.
I was simply trying to soak it all in. Even as the rain began it's more persistent fall that would last through out the night.
We walked around for a few hours and when the kids began to complain a little too loudly we stopped in a cafe for pizza. After which we ventured out into the wet cold night, which in a city like Venice, made it much more ethereal to me despite the bustling of people. We ventured into the maze of buildings, following the echoing of church bells, found our way out and treated our boys to gelato.We all ended up with soaking wet shoes save for my husband who'd worn his waterproof hiking boots. We were cold and chilled to the bone, but still we were in Venice and knew she would be but a train ride away.Love & Seeing Venice in the Rain,nicole
Italian Wheels - Moving to Aviano, Italy
On Monday we decided on a house and in the excitement and desire to just be settled we made sort of a spur of the moment decision on car in the freezing cold rain.
Test driving and deciding on a car while your teeth are chattering is never a good idea. Trust me.
It was a '91 BMW that was priced right as it's owner was scheduled to PCS (i.e. leave) our base in two days time. We thought it too good a deal to pass up and began the process of purchasing the car.
A few hours later that decision began to not sit so well with me. One because it was a manual transmission and my husband doesn't know how to drive a stick-shift. The thought of teaching him didn't freak me out or anything like that. I'm sure we probably would've gotten into an argument or four along the way, and I was sure I could teach him in an afternoon. However when I really began to think about driving this vintage-behemoth (behemoth around here anyway) I began to think perhaps we hadn't made the wisest of choices.
Because of the age of the car it also didn't come with things I've grown accustomed to in an automobile. Things like ABS brakes and air bags to name a few or even cup holders as they are an up grade when purchasing BMW's here the original owner decided he could do with out. Clearly this person didn't have children who had an affinity for sipping their juice boxes while driving.
Yesterday morning around one I woke up with a gnawing in my stomach. That car was not right for our family. I tossed and turned. Switched on my iPad and began looking for other newer cars. Yes we'd have to spend more but having a good safe reliable car was the important thing.
I was able to get passed the glove box not working properly or the fact that in order to lock the driver's side door I'd have to use the trunk. I liked that it was in pretty good condition and that the owner had put on great tires and upgraded the sound system. What I didn't was the driver's side window wouldn't go completely up. Leaving a space about a half inch wide. I'm cold here in our rental car with the heat on. I figured that would be an added distraction. When you add that and the manual transmission, plus the way my Italian neighbors drive and the small narrow roads I figured we were asking for a collision.
We cancelled that purchase and bought a car ten years younger. It comes w/ air bags and ABS brakes, and windows that close completely. I forgot to look to make sure it had cup holders, at least I know I wont freeze while driving.
Now that I'm on the topic of purchasing a car I thought I might share some information we learned for those who are PCS'g here.
I honestly think it would be easier to buy a house in Italy. In order to purchase a new car we'd have to wait about 8 months for it to arrive as we'd have to order it with the specifications we wanted. Furthermore military members overseas can only finance new cars though their banks like USAA.
Purchasing a used car was very simple as we used a local dealer who is well established with the base and all the regulations they and Italy require. Selection was very slim as automatic cars go quick and are few in number as most people here drive manual transmissions.
However if you plan to purchase a vehicle from an Italian dealership there are some rules you need to follow and should make sure you use a dealership who is familiar with the process to ensure things go as smooth and as quickly (hahahahahaha) as they can.
All of the rules will be explained to you in detail when you in-process and the information is readily available from the Pass & Registration office. If you have any questions feel free to ask and I'll answer them to the best of my knowledge or at the very least point you in the right direction.
We'll get our "new" car in a week after all the paper work has been filed and officiated. Until then we're driving a rental.
Italy and the Squat Toilet
Just over a week ago on one of our first outings exploring our new Italian home I encountered the "squatty-potty". It was at a local restaurant where we were having dinner. The very description of it sounded completely alien to my ears. "A toilet, that's basically a whole in the ground." I imagined a dirt floor and a hole. I was a little unnerved and so had to go and take a peek at the time even tough there was no real "need".I'd heard about horrible public restrooms in places like China, but never in Europe. The only thing I'd heard was that one had to pay to use them here-which I've as yet, not encountered.
When the "squat-toilet" was being explained to me I was told that for "numero uno" you should face the back and for "numero due" you should face the front. When I got in there that made no sense to me. My advice, should I ever need to share the mysteries of your public toilets to the unaware would be to roll up your pants at the ankles if you're wearing them and find any sort of moisture on the floor. Plant your feet firmly in the center, there are grooves there that will keep you from sliding. Pull down your pants and squat low. The squatting low is key to not getting dripped on. The first time I used one I easily went into my softball catcher's squat and it worked great. So far I've been lucky in that all of the public restrooms I've encountered have been clean. Even the one on the train to Venice was not horrible. Though there was no soap, there was paper and luckily I always have hand sanitizer in my purse. I am a former Girl Scout after all Italia.Since my first encounter with your squatty-potty, I find myself acting like a four year old when it comes to your toilets. I’m curious, and feel more than a little compelled to go in and have a look around. A novelty I'm sure will wear off eventually.On my way to the toilette I secretly guess what sort of commode I’ll encounter. Either way you’ve usually decided that squatting is the best way to go about a public restroom since most of your more standard toilets don't have a seat on them. Which leaves me no place to lay my delicate derriere should I so wish; and lets face it, I never really wished to in the States, so why would I here? A fact I’m very glad for now because my disdain for sitting in public has led me to develop excellent squatting capabilities which I was forced began to hone during my freshman year at college. My dorm had a common bathroom on our floor, so I squatted a lot that year perfecting my "technique".Flushing is another matter I find rather confusing. All of your toilets seem to have a different flushing mechanism. It's taken me a few moments sometimes to figure them out. Also, if there's a basket in there I should put my paper in it. Shouldn't I? I suppose doing so is way better than finding out too late a toilet doesn't flush too well.I'd also like to comment on the closeness of the male and female restrooms. I understand space is limited here. I get that. I also understand that most of your buildings were born before indoor plumbing. I will just need a little time to get used to having the men pee at such a close proximity. In one instance the men's stall was right next to mine in the same room. I thankfully had only ventured in to take my son to use the facilities. I can't tell you how quickly I high-tailed myself out of there. Call me a prude American if you wish Italia, but this girl like's her privacy when toileting. Also, why do you leave your doors to your restrooms open? I don't want people (I mean random men) to see me washing my hands, or adjusting my smeared mascara at the mirror. I'm not sure I'll ever get used to that. But I'll keep you posted should I begin to. Promise.I was still very surprised to discover a toilet in the floor. I mean what if I had to sit? Like what if I couldn't stand? What would I do?I still haven't answered that question, as none of the toilets I've visited aside from those on base have a disabled stall. Which led me to pay attention at other public places. For instance at the train station where I had to climb down and then back up a ton of stairs. I spied no elevators at any of the three train stations I've visited so far. Which gives me pause to wonder what does one do when one can not walk on their own here? I'm still investigating that, but if you could help me figure it out without having to ask a native I'd really appreciate it.I never imagined I'd write about toilets...Prego Italia for the experience and opportunity to ponder these differences in culture. I'm embracing them. I really am, though I can't promise a bear hug in the toilette any time soon!
We Found A House! House Hunting in Italy
We began our house hunting officially last Wednesday, but really I'd been combing the classifieds for military housing www.ahrn.com for months. This house kept catching my eye when ever it appeared on my search findings but I figured it probably hadn't been removed and had already been rented.Turns out it hadn't and was the first place and only stand alone home we looked at. We saw about 5 others, all very nice, apartments and duplexes but this one we liked best. It's a four bedroom two and a half bath with a little back yard and a view of the Dolomite mountains that really sealed the deal for us. A few added bonuses are a mudroom/laundry room, a little square room (it's technically called a bedroom, but will be my writer's nook) and a closet under the stairs ah-la Harry Potter!We began the contract process today and hope to have it back in our hands very soon. After which Base Housing will have to come in and inspect the home to make sure it's "livable" and review the contract before we can make it official. Next week is Holy week and then Monday is a holiday here so I'm not expecting to move in immediately. However, we have a place we'll call home and that is the important thing.I can't express enough how anxious we are to be settled. After two years of living apart and not in our own space, having some place that is ours again will be delightful.
ciao!
nicole