Patience. I need to learn to be more patient.
Actual phone conversation on Saturday moments after my plane touched down in Pisa.
“Signora, sono Janie. (it’s Janie)” Followed by silence, utter silence.
Again I said “sono Janie, con l’apartamento (with the apartment), Via Guinigi”. I begin to think there might be a problem with my Italian.
Now la Signora responds “Oggi? (today)”and for a moment I think she has forgotten that I am renting an apartment, starting today!
We have had about 20 e mails in the previous weeks back and forth with details about the rental and my arrival. She had informed me to call an hour before I got to Lucca. So there I am, sitting on the bus thinking that the timing is perfect. By the time I arrive in Lucca and walk over to the apartment it will be a little over an hour.
Now she responds “Sono a Firenze (I’m in Florence)” which I know means she will not be meeting me in an hour. She says she will be there in about an hour and a half. What’s an extra half hour? I will stop for a caffe on the way to the apartment.
There I am sitting on a stoop in front of the building (the front door in above photo), which is not exactly a bad thing because I am in Italy! What’s bad about it is that I am starving and all my emergency chocolate has been devoured. Almost 2-1/2 hours later she arrives on the back of a bicycle, apologizing for her tardiness. Truth be told, once she told me she was in Florence, I knew better than to expect her soon.
Italian time. I have to realize I’m on it now and stop rushing about. I can do that. I can…
***Update: La Signora responded right away to my distress call that the internet wasn’t working in the apartment and came over and stayed until the problem was resolved.
April 23, 2012 at 11:28 am
Well, like you say, there are worse places to be left waiting on a doorstep! Great post!!
April 23, 2012 at 1:52 pm
Janine-like I said, I’m in Italy so really there are no problems!
April 23, 2012 at 1:53 pm
Once I waited on a door step in Italy. It was forced fun. Got to chill out and take in the rhythm of the locals – people and pigeons. Glad your Internet is up.
April 23, 2012 at 1:54 pm
haha, that would be hard for this punctual girl to get used to! But if I lived in Italy, I think I could 🙂
April 23, 2012 at 2:15 pm
LOVED this!!! Made me (oddly) miss Italy do much. Can’t wait to be there this summer and fall…keep up the great posts!
April 23, 2012 at 2:55 pm
Janie that is so funny-well, not really when you have to sit on a step for a few hours…And now you have your internet back!!! Yeah…enjoy!
April 23, 2012 at 9:30 pm
When in Rome (or Lucca)…!
Have a great time! Next year?!!!
April 24, 2012 at 1:13 pm
Catherine-I really wish you were here-we’d have so much fun! Yes, another time for sure…
April 23, 2012 at 9:57 pm
Just got back from Italy. Even harder is transitioning back OFF of Italian time to home schedules! Enjoy.
April 23, 2012 at 9:58 pm
Just got back from Italy. Even harder is transitioning back off of Italian time to home schedules! Enjoy!
April 24, 2012 at 1:15 pm
GG-you are absolutely right-going home is much worse. There’s the disbelief that the time in Italy is over. Never easy to take!
April 23, 2012 at 10:32 pm
What a cool door…it’s amazing how relaxing it is when you are “forced” to sit for awhile.
April 23, 2012 at 10:36 pm
p.s. J… I think I figured out the “link” thing… glad you have your internet up. Hope your weather is good. We are dreary here.
April 24, 2012 at 1:15 pm
Tea With Betty-it’s rainy today so I went to a museum. I’d rather be here in the rain than at work!
April 24, 2012 at 3:46 pm
Slow food, slow travel, slow everything…it’s the wonder of being there, and adjusting to the lack of hurriedness that either cures ya or kills ya – depending on what the need is at the time! Glad all is well and you have the internet. Life is good, eh?
April 24, 2012 at 6:27 pm
Try being in Fiji… I think ‘Fijitime’ genuinely does mean ‘tomorrow’… If you order a beer its usually warm by the time you get it. But, hey, who cares, you’re in Fiji 🙂
April 26, 2012 at 6:17 am
Epicuriousbrit-yes, it’s worth just slowing down and getting into the spirit of the area.