I survived my first week of driving in Italy!
After a several hour train ride from Ancona to Milan, I met
my new companion, Anziano Engen. Within minutes of meeting him, he informed me
that he had misplaced his driver's license in the first few months of his
mission... Which meant that I would be doing all of the driving... So that was
a bit of a shock! I was not expecting to be the one doing most of the driving,
let alone ALL of it. I had hoped to sort of ease back into it, but I guess the
Lord had other plans haha.
Luckily, as soon as I sat behind the wheel I felt a little
more relaxed because I realized that I had not forgotten everything. Then, after
a few shaky kilometers and a safe arrival at our apartment, I was back in the
swing of things. It seems that driving a car is like riding a bike; you just
don't forget! It helps that Italy drives on the right side of the road just
like we do and that I've been here long enough to know what all the road signs
say/mean. The biggest difference that I've noticed is that Italy uses A TON of
roundabouts, which can be a little tricky at times. It'll take some practice,
but I'll get used to the road infrastructure here eventually.
For New Year's Eve this year my companion and I made
something called Arancini, which are basically balls of rice stuffed with
mozzarella and then fried. They are so good and so simple! So yeah, I guess you
could say that neither of us used New Year's Eve as an occasion to kick off any
new year's diet regimes haha.
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