A very female dilemma…

And what that might be, you may ask? Well, shoes obviously! (Nah, I’m totally not writing my thesis about gender roles and stereotypes, and this is ab-so-lutely not sarcastic!)

Let’s start at the beginning: On the day it snowed in Rome, I noted that my winter boots were giving in. After I went on what one might call a little Photo Safari of snowy Rome, my feet were soaked. “No worries”, I thought, “it’s the end of February, spring is basically around the corner. And after all, I still have my trusty Chelsea boots.” However, they turned out not to be too trustworthy either. On the next rainy day they gave up on me too.

My dilemma was thus composed by two factors:

A) I do not own waterproof shoes and rain-sun-rain season is still going on.

B) A holiday in Galicia is coming up.

If the point about Galicia is confusing you, let me tell you that it comprises the fact that Gonzo pointed out to me – on numerous occasions – that in Galicia it will rain – not sizzle, drizzle or sprinkle, but rain. Properly.

But never fear! I set out to fix my problem.
Last weekend I roamed the whole centre of Rome in search of some wintery shoes – without any success. The sales are long over and now the shelves are filled with sandals, high heels and the occasional fashion statement-boot with very intriguing yet frightfully unpractical cut-outs in the ankle and toe area. Obviously the few shoes I did find were in ridiculous sizes (such as 36 and 42) or of very typical Italian fashion – with lots of studs and rhinestone applications.

Eventually I got lucky in a cheap shoe outlet a bit further out, where I managed to find what seemed practical and comfortable shoes in my size without any useless and very disturbing fashion statements attached. (The bus ride there and back would make up for its own story though)

Converse.gif

From now on, a wonderful pair of mint green trainers will accompany me on my adventures and will put an spring in my step. (Oh yes, and I got a pair of boots too.)

XX, Angie

 

 

Advertisements

The day Rome stood still

The forecast of arctic temperatures has been in the news for a few days now, but since yesterday evening there’s been a straightforward prediction of snow in Rome. Whereas everyone else seemed to freak out (including the mayor and my flatmate), I was really looking forward to it!

Today I woke up early and left house at 7:00 am in order to have a walk in the snow. It has been snowing all night and still kept on going; there were about 10 cm of snow to trudge through. Busses weren’t running of course, but the metro did. And who minds a bit of a delay anyway?

As uni was suspended for the day, I was free to explore the city. I chose the classic tourist route: Vatican, Castel Sant’ Angelo, Piazza Navona, Pantheon, Piazza Venezia, Colosseo – it was magical! St. Peter’s Square was covered in white and a bunch of young priests had a snowball fight. The snowflakes were big and heavy and I was actually struggling to take pictures. I walked on, past the Castle Sant’ Angelo and crossed the Tiber. The narrow streets near Piazza Navona were deserted and someone shouted “buon natale” from a window as I passed underneath. By the time I reached the Pantheon, I had to stop in a coffeeshop to dry my gloves and wipe my glasses; I was freezing, but I couldn’t go home yet – I wanted to see the Colosseo in the snow. By the time I got there it stopped snowing, but it wasn’t any less impressive. I circled it once, took pictures of strangers in the snow, had my picture taken and watched poorly equipped tourists getting that Insta-shot.

Snow_Rome_2.jpg

When I finally decided to take the metro home (my water-proof shoes turned out to be not as water-proof as I thought and I was getting really cold), lots of people started to emerge from the tube. It was about half past 10, the tourists started to swarm out to marvel at the frozen city, it kinda started to get crowded. So I happily got on the train back home, having done my bit of sightseeing for the day. Back home, I had a hot shower and a second breakfast.

Rome in the snow was absolutely stunning! I am happy I had a chance to see the city in the early hours, without too many people about. It looked so quiet and peaceful. But the funnies thing was to observe how people tired to cope with the snow. From sheer pleasure to absolute desperation – I’ve seen it all today. And much more. Here’s my ultimate Snow in Rome-Bingo Sheet:

Screen Shot 2018-02-26 at 14.09.39.png

Yours happily, an Austrian girl.
XX, Angie

PS: a friend of mine just called me: apparently there’s people skiing at Circo Massimo!

Hej Jansjö!

Recently I’ve been telling myself two lies:

1: I don’t need a reading lamp.

2: I don’t need to go to Ikea.

Well, the first one is truly a blunt lie. I love to read before going to sleep – but I also love to turn off the ceiling lamp and enjoy the half-light of candles and fairy lights. So obviously I needed a bedside lamp.
Regarding lie number 2… it’s completely true. It didn’t have to be the Swedish amusement park (aka furniture outlet) but where would I have bought all the glasses, plates, plants, candles, cinnamon cookies and candy-coloured sponges I brought home along the lamp?

Ikea_Collage.jpg

Also, there’s nothing quite like a cinnamon bun for merenda on a Sunday!

XX, Angie

Christmas is all around us

Hollaroh lovely people of the internet! It’s been a while! ^^

(Well, it might seem like I’ve posted more frequently, but that’s just because I intend to write up all the entries I’ve missed and backdate them. After all, they’re lovely memories and I don’t want them to go amiss. For the record, this is the first proper post since June. Everything in between has been entered later)

Anyhow. It’s Christmas! … Well, it’s almost Christmas! This Year I had a bit of a hard time getting into the Christmas spirit. Rome is just not a very Christmas-y city. I miss the proper cold and the snow. Also, I’ve had a bunch of group projects and presentations to do at uni and we wrote the last exam yesterday; so I’ve spent most days of December at my desk studying.

But since last Sunday, I’m ready! I got the last presents and I bought a bunch of pasta and Italian sweets to bing home and even though I still had to study, the scented candles and the cheesy Christmas songs kept me going.
I’m actually writing this blogpost in the library of my uni right now. I should get some reading done for my masters thesis, but it’s the last day of class today and I don’t feel much like it. ^^

I’m not gonna lie, this Advent was everything else than slow and peaceful, but it had it’s quiet moments. And while it seems to have passed in an instant, now I’m so looking forward to go home for Christmas, relax, charge my batteries, spend time with my family, see my friends, eat all the traditional food and most of all: cookies! 😀

That’s the current fairy light situation in my room. Needless to say I am more than pleased.

Happy holidays, merry everything and happy always,

XX, Angie

Sunset in the eternal city

My uni timetable is rather weird this semester. It leaves me with a lot of free hours between courses, which I usually spend at the library, killing time and pretending to study.
On Wednesdays I finish “globalisation and new media” at 3pm, only to have to wait until 5pm for the last class of the day. To be honest, I rarely get any work done in those hours. As it’s the time for merenda, most of the times I am confused wether I crave a piece of cake, a double espresso or a nice cuppa tea. And usually end up chatting with my colleagues in the mensa.
Anyhow, today I decided to go for a walk. I crossed the ponte dei angeli and made my way to Piazza Navona, where I found a little café in one of the back streets and had a piece of cake and read a bit before I headed back to uni.

IMG_5302.JPG

IMG_5305_2.jpg

The views on my way back confirmed my love for this amazing and beautiful city. Look at that wonder full sky!

XX, Angie

Eine Wucht!

Wuchteln are the ultimate comfort food! They are basically little yeast buns stuffed with marmalade, served with warm vanilla custard. Heaven!

I have been talking to one of my flatmates recently and tried to explain this traditional Austrian dish, which is actually served as a main course. So I decided to give it a go and show her what I mean.

I never made Wuchteln before. Usually my grandma makes a huge quantity of them and then the whole family’s having a feast. But I consulted her 24h-telephone service for grandchildren abroad and used the homemade marmalade I had saved for a special occasion, so essentially nothing could go wrong.
They turned out just as they are supposed to: fluffy and absolutely amazing. I got really nostalgic when I tried them, they tased just like home!

Wuchteln.jpg

Now I’m really proud of myself, as I’m one step closer to being a really good grandma, but I’m also kinda food-induced homesick.

XX, Angie

A family weekend

I know October only has 31 days, but this one seemed so long! How did so many things fit into one singe month? It feels like only yesterday that Gonzo left, Uni started again, we went to London and two of my best friends came to visit – and last weekend my family came (and the month still isn’t over yet!)

My dad, Kathi and Max took the night train from Austria and arrived early on Thursday morning. And that only meant one thing: the first round of caffé and cornetti 🙂
After a quick refreshment we stared our tour, as we had a lot to go through. Max had never been to Rome before, so we had to give him a proper introduction: a walk through the centre including all the major sights, pizza al taglio for lunch, gelato on the go and on to the Aventin hill just in time for the sunset, overlooking the city dipped in orange – so beautiful! Finished off with dinner in Trastevere. Thadaa – Rome in a nutshell.

Even if they’ve basically seen everything now (I’m a very efficient tour guide) I’m glad they stayed a bit longer! On day 2 ATAC was on strike and tried to sabotage our plans – but we were a step ahead and outsmarted them by actually visiting the Colosseum and the Froum Romanum from inside, where we stayed for the main part of the day. Obviously we took a bunch of photos and listened to our audioguides very attentively – in cased we’d have to fill out a questionnaire about ancient Rome when we’d get home 😉 Just before lunch time, Manner saved us from death by hangriness. Being good Austrians we obviously had some handy! We spent the rest of the day wandering around and exploring ruins and churches before retiring to an early dinner. However, the plan of going home early and rest our hurting feet didn’t quite work out, as a wild Irish Pub crossed our path (or did we cross the Pub’s path?) and we kinda got stuck there.

On their last day, we went to the Roman Harley Davidson Shop and the Hard Rock cafe, tossed a coin in the Fontana di Trevi and had fancy Magnum ice cream. We did some shopping for crucial train journey supplies and edible souvenirs (mainly coffee and crema di pistacchio) and I prepared lunch packages for their homeward journey.

When I saw them off at Termini, I was really sad. Usually, people come to visit me by plane, so we’d say a quick good bye at the bus to the airport. But I actually accompanied them to the train station and we hugged good bye in the big arrival hall of Roma Termini. I feel like the station and all the hustle around make the scene much more dramatic. After they left I felt quite lonely when I took the metro back home and didn’t have to make sure, everyone got off at the right stop.

But I am so happy! It was a lovely weekend and even though Kathi and dad were her already last year, we managed to see many new things. I always enjoy sharing my little Rome, my discoveries, hidden alleys and favourite gelateria.

Hab euch lieb!

XX, Angie

A weekend between sights and nostalgia

Anna_Irene.jpg

Do you know whats the perks of living in a fascinating European capital? People are very inclined to come visit! I’m not saying that my humble existence isn’t enough, but I’m sure it helps! 😉
Last weekend Anna and Irene came to visit and we were the perfect tourists! We had caffé and cornetti, gelato, pizza and arancini, walked all around the historic centre: from the Vatican to Piazza Navona, the Pantheon and Largo Argentina, documented everything and took selfies in front of the Colosseum and spent way too much for a plate of pasta in one of the touristic restaurants.

But we also talked a lot, discussed language and the feeling of home, travels and dialects, swayed in high school memories, cooked dinner at home and baked cookies together, set our to explore the city without a map and when it started to rain we ended up in a little board game café. Because after all the girls came “to visit you, not the city”. ❤

Thanks for your visit, it meant a lot to me ^^ Here’s to the kind of friendships that’ll last forever!

XX, Zopfi

Autumn flavours

No, I don’t mean the smell of new books, notepads, pens and pencils. Although I did stock up my “school” supplies in order to be properly prepared for a new year of uni! Buying stationary is just the best of the whole “back to school” season – I don’t see why university students should miss out on the pleasure?! 😀
We have just finished “the last first week of classes for the rest of our lives” (cit. Giulia 2017). Things are starting to fall into place and I’m picking up my little routine again. We’re all a bit melancholic about the last year of the masters, but also excited and thrilled, curious and anxious – mostly about the dreading task of writing the thesis…

IMG_4525.JPG

With things starting to normalise after the holidays, I’ve also started baking again. Here’s my first autumnal bake this year, with lots of butter, cinnamon and an extra dash of rum (as always): a lovely spiced apple tart.

XX, Angie