Slovak in Bologna: working full-time is a rare phenomenon, you gotta fight your way to your own paycheck
Italians don’t know Slovakia. Spaghetti bolognese doesn’t exist. Following the traffic rules is a pure rarity. Kids participate in Italian nightlife without restrictions and public breastfeeding is not judged at all. This article sums up myths about Italy from the viewpoint of a young Slovak woman living in Bologna, Italy. Italy, known by many as a country of a fiery temperament, is often related to the perfect holiday relax mixed up with absolutely delicious cuisine. And yet, this dreamy place can turn to hell quite easily as soon as you start to live here and expect things done, especially at the offices. Despite the chaos and tiring bureaucracy, there is…
10 reasons why Italian public transport makes you a better person
All of the following pieces of knowledge were acquired thanks to my first working year in Italy and everyday tiring and time-consuming back-and-forth travelling. Since I spent my entire childhood and youth by commuting to school and first part-time jobs from the Eastern Slovak countryside, I was pretty much used to trains and buses on a daily basis and didn’t really expect anything surprising about the public transport. As usual, Italy convinced me of the opposite. After the first (and the second) experience with TPER buses I reaaaally tried my best to eliminate any possibility of public transport mingling with my life here. Unfortunately, I didn’t have a car, nor…
Why is ERASMUS+ not for everyone
What no one tells you about the ERASMUS+ study placement. Are you already packing up for your first ERASMUS+? Congrats then! You’re at the rightest place. I’m neither the first, nor the last person experiencing and writing about ERASMUS+, yet my friends, here you find the answers you are ashamed of asking your university tutor or your classmates turning back home from their mobilities like big bosses. Perhaps you are hesitating if travelling abroad is a good idea. Perhaps entire ERASMUS+ is a worn-out song for you. Everyone talks about it, even the granddaughter of your old neighbor had been to ERASMUS+! And you still don’t get it. Well, you…
Bologna, my new home
This blog was supposed to be the parallel project with my study mobility in Italy. Some kind of an online diary. Man proposes, God disposes. Two years have passed since my first arrival in Bologna and yet, I still do live in this sin city without writing a comma. It’s about right time to recapitulate the first impressions, I assume. My original idea about keeping a romantic diary on living the dolce vita clashed with reality after the very first week in Italy. The episodes of Tuscan passion learnt by heart played the key role in choosing the ERASMUS+ destination after all! Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine how…