First steps in Italy

Back on the electronic highway and this time the italian one. With quiet a few obstacles on the way I am now finally be able to tell you what my first days have been like. Although the connection is provided by the local MacDonalds branch so even my laptop is smelling like a burger.

I did spend the better part of Wednesday in Nice working in an almost empty apartment which was rather strange, preparing the place for the new owner.
End of the day closing the door behind of a place that I called home for about 8 years was a bizarre but it felt like a positive closure.
On my way to my future casa for the coming 2 months, I realised the importance of packing your car correctly... At the speed of 140km I needed to hit the brakes and all that was nicely stocked moved from the back to the front....of my neck.
Got all the stuff up in the house and dropped of some papers at the agency and thought of a suitable way of celebrating...Pizza time ! I ended up in Pizz’All where the lady was making pizza the size of Belgium with her baby next to the oven! Mama needs to work! It might also been a marketing strategy cos went it came to paying the baby started to cry pretty loud, so I quickly purchased a bottle of water with my current order. This seemed to work. All the people I met that day were friendly and giving plenty of advise about living here. You are made to feel welcome, which is nice!