Lil blogging from work

It is now 11am during my first day of work and I have already been urged twice to take it easy so here I am.

Oh my, where to begin. Yesterday...

After 2 trains and 4 hours from Rome I was fetched from the Sansepolcro train station by Massimillio from Aboca. We go straight to Abocas (excuse me, I cant find the apostrophe on this here Italian laptop) storefront, grab a set of keys, and I am then taken to my apartment, which is literally feet away. The giant medival wooden door opens....

I LIVE IN A MUSEUM. SERIOUSLY. A museum under renovation granted, but a museum nontheless. Painted vaulted ceilings, glass display cases, and random boxes of Riedel wine glasses make up the antrum. It is a building owned by Aboca which (I think) will one day be an extesion of the already functioning musuem of theirs.

I am the first door on the right. Two bedroom apartment with everything I need. Beautiful. There is even an adorable little teeny tiny washing machine in the kitchen. Perfeto.

After the walk through, I meet some of the stores staff (this is all in Italian, no English speakers to be found). First things first: to PAM, the grocery store less than a block away to quech my first that has been a good 5 hours in the making (Italians dont drink water and it is therefore not very available...you think I am joking).

Some aimless wandering then ensues as I am in a severe state of sleep deprevation (not a wink to be had the night before) - hit the the stereotypical visitors center, meet the staff of the restaurant down the street that I am to be a regular at, etc.

Then it is nap time. mmmmmm

I make myself get up 2 or 3 hours later and saunter over to il ristorante.

Beer
Carpaccio
Pasta
Happy

Interlude: I was just given a "key" for the companys coffee machine. No water, the office just lives on multiple espressi, all day long.

Interlude Number 2: I brought my own water in the Cinnomoroll bottle that Riz gave me to work. Nothing says competent and professional like Sanrio products.

Back to whatever was happening earlier....
got my first night of sleep in days woke, popped out of bed at 530am, went for a run (always causing a scene), enjoyed a shower and cup of Scientific Botanicals own loose leaf green tea (for home just add hot water).

Davide was in front of the Aboca museum as promised this morning at 830am. I can already tell he is a great guy, I look forward to working with him. Abocas office building is a maybe a 15 minute drive away and modernly beautiful. Introductions all around, some espresso, and a powerpoint presentation to look over.

On the drive up, Davide explaned what I would be doing over the next few months. Primarily, I will be working to update their product literature an website for the US. Davide explained that I had two very vauable things for the job: a background in biology and English as my native langauge.

I also finally met Antonio, my human resources guru. Minature and impeccably dressed, he reiterates that I should ask if I need anything (a housekeeper, english speakers to hang out with, etc) and mentions that I am their first intern from the US.

Trailblazer, right here.

The presidents secretary, Roberta, is a swetheart. You shall be hearing more about her.

As I was unpacking last night, I realized that I will be living alone for the first time ever. If I am not even a little more grown up by the time I get home, shoot, nothings going to do it.

Enjoying this as much as possible for all of you....