Posted by: roamingolivia | March 12, 2010

My birthday


I have only been in this country for a few weeks, so that is basically a record for how soon I have a birthday after moving somewhere. That’s not always a good sign, but the people – and Italy – made this a fun birthday (in addition to all the lovely messages I got on Facebook etc).

So, when I woke up, it looked like this outside my flat:

I.e., snowing but not enough to avoid work or anything.

There’s not much to say about the day at work – I had pasta at lunch, but I have pasta at lunch pretty much every day. Okay, it was higher-class pasta than usual. And I bought that sticky stuff you use to hang things on walls (in British something like blu-tac or something) so feel free to send me pictures, postcards, etc. I never “nest” if I am actually living in a place (always meaning to hang things on walls and never do), but when I’m traveling or feel temporary, then I do. It is some complicated psychological process I won’t bother to figure out or discuss.

Anyway, then after work the fun began. I first went to a mozzarella bar with my coworker Markus. This place is great; there are two but we needed to eat before our next activity, so we went to the one in La Rinascente department store near Duomo.

This place is a bar. About mozzerella. So that means, lots of mozzerella. And in general tasty food. We decided to go with a selection of everything, essentially. First, bread but that just comes with your food:

Then, the food – we got a selection of cheese,

and roasted veg,

and ham:

For more perspective, the whole table…

… and Markus’ food-anticipation face …

… and my plate (first serving of the first cheese):

Yum yum.

I forgot to take a picture of dessert, sadly.

Anyway, then we walked across town (it’s not that big) to the Carlsberg pub to watch the Milan-Manchester football game, but …

… that didn’t go that well.

I didn’t really watch it, we were talking (me, Claudio – new friend – and Georgi and Leila, whom you met earlier).

And then I talked on the phone to my mom on the way home, got flowers when I got home …

… and I talked to David and my grandmother.

The end.

Tomorrow I go to Venice. There’s a transport strike from 2 to 6 p.m. My train’s at 6.05 p.m. Wish me luck.

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Responses

  1. Not the best night to be watching football, but sounds great. There’s an Obika in one of the hotels near Trafalgar Square now.

    Best of luck with Trenitalia – I fear you’ll need it.

  2. I CANNOT BELIEVE THAT A MOZZARELLA BAR IS A REAL THING THAT EXISTS. OMG. THAT IS AMAZING.

    i’m so glad you had such a tasty bday, my dear! you deserve it all– good food, good company and flowers!!!!!

  3. I’m glad it was a good day. Happiest birthday wishes always and much love.

  4. […] to be, as I got final confirmation a couple weeks before I moved in mid-February. I celebrated my birthday in March with a couple new friends, eating at a mozerella bar and watching football. Italian customs took my birthday gift for about a […]


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