I had a laugh and quick dose of reality when my mother-in-law said “I have to book the cow for the ricotta cheese.” Excuse me, you have to what? I said it in Italian “Come´? Excusa??” My husband began to laugh. Apparently we have an appointment in a few days to go see the cows. This is just one small example amongst many of situations you’ll need to get accustomed to after moving to Italy, a smaller town in Italy that is.
Moving To Italy
I keep hearing about how lucky I am to be moving to Italy. I do feel lucky. But there’s more to it. Maybe I’m wrong but I think friends picture me having long lunches everyday on bougainvillea covered verandas overlooking the canals in Venice or waters of the Almalfi Coast. Or running through vineyards lined with cypress trees in a sundress. To be clear, this only happens some days, not everyday 🙂
Moving to a small town in Italy is a bit different from vacationing in Italy. You won’t really understand that concept unless you’re an expat. Everyday life must go on. And with any beautiful city, location or thing… there is a flip side. Back to the ricotta cheese, you can find it at the supermarket but it’s just heaps better when fresh from the farm.
Some other things you’ll need to get accustomed to when moving to Italy:
The town shuts down for lunch:
Lunch hours don’t just last one hour, they last three. Many shops and services are shut everyday from 12:30 to 3:30pm and completely close on Sunday. The said places also close for the day at 7pm. I still haven’t wrapped my head around how working people run errands during the weekday with this schedule or how these shops make any money considering the town population of 60,000 people. This won’t really be an issue in a bigger city though. What stumped me the most? The pizzeria was shut for lunch. Huh?

The streets are empty during lunch. A lot of people go home to eat.
Babies Are called Bimbos
For the future, I really hope I don’t have a girl just because of this. In Italian, the name for baby is bambino… or bimbo for short. You’ll see signs for “Bimbo Store” around town. To the Americans reading this post, I don’t think I need to explain this dilemma further.
Meal Timings Are Explicit, Certain Things are Only Eaten at Certain Times
Restaurants and eateries have very specific timings and if you miss lunch, tough sh*t. You might find a little stand open that serves some fried goodies or a small eatery with some pickings left from earlier in the day but that’s about it. And don’t order a cappuccino past 11am, it’s bad form. Also, supermarkets and restaurants sell and serve only what’s in season and foods that are region specific.
Read Cooking Italian Food
Say Goodbye to Food Delivery and Fast Food
I’m happy to say that there is only one McDonald’s in town and its’ location is hidden in some obscure strip mall. No other major fast food brands exist. And, the only food that is delivered is pizza. This is a tough one. I was able to have Thai, Chinese, Indian, Middle Eastern, vegan, raw, Italian, groceries, you name it delivered to my doorstep any time of day. Not here.
I know it’s a good thing but as we await the completion of our kitchen renovation, the pizza pictured below took about 90 minutes to be delivered on a rainy evening last week. I do miss my international food but seriously, I can’t complain. The food here is outstanding and the freshness of the ingredients is reflected in every single thing you eat. If I made the same recipe using the listed ingredients exactly to specification anywhere else in the world, it just wouldn’t taste the same. The dough is different, the eggs are different, the water is different, the soil is different, the animals are different. They are better, Period.

The only food delivery is pizza delivery
There aren’t Many Overweight People
Everyone eats pasta and other carbs, it’s just not combined with certain things. Plus, the outdoor and bike culture in Italy is huge. It’s no Amsterdam but you’ll see people riding bikes everywhere. My 70+ mother-in-law rides a bike when she doesn’t feel like driving, it’s the cutest thing really.
Old School Medicine
This might be the case when moving to a small town in general but its also the case when moving to Italy. I visited a specialist last week and this doc was old school. Not just old but old school. There are plenty of good doctors but this one really needed to step away from the 1970s medical textbooks.
So I scheduled an appointment with another Doc in a major city a half hour away for next week. Italian doctors are some of the finest in the world but it doesn’t mean you can find them practicing medicine in every small town.
Barely anyone speaks English
I am completely immersed in the Italian language apart from speaking English with my husband. While this is excellent for my aspirations to quickly master the language, it’s definitely a challenge. Apart from visiting a restaurant where I can point to a menu item, I don’t see any possibility of visiting anywhere important for the time being i.e. bank, doctor etc without my husband. Good thing I like him a lot. Another plus is that I am picking up loads of new words everyday.

The only English books in the entire book store
Getting An Italian Driver’s License Seems Like An Impossibility
Maybe I can rent a Fiat 500 to cruise around the countryside but driving my car, which is currently in a sea container heading this way, seems like it will be more difficult than I anticipated. Italy no longer converts drivers licenses from the United States and my international driving license won’t help either. Obtaining an Italian driver’s license as a non EU citizen is an arduous process. The test is practically designed to make you fail. And you must be pretty fluent in Italian to pass. I guess living in a town where only Italian is spoken will be helpful 🙂
Read Shipping Your Car to Italy
Moving to Italy in Conclusion
Moving to Italy does take some getting used to. But there are way more positives than negatives. The sense of community is huge, the historic buildings are inspiring, the food is unbeatable, the countryside beautiful, good wine is like water, major points of interest are a short drive away and you quickly learn that sweating the small stuff, like intermittent internet, has no place here or in life.
I’ll be writing more about my experiences here. Stay tuned.
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This sounds like such a lovely life! I know everything has it’s ups and downs, but changing the way life is can be invigorating. I hope that the language barrier gets easier and that you continue loving your adventure.
Thanks Kyntra, appreciate the encouragement. While the language barrier can be tough, I know its challenging me in the right ways – been set on learning a new one for many years and never did it!
Visiting a place and living there are two completely different experiences. I’m excited for you and your new journey in Italy.
Thank you for a great post. I think people tend to glorifiy moving abroad but as you said, life still goes on. You still have to do everyday things and that can be challenging when no one speaks English. Looks fun though and like a really quaint town.
Sounds like an adventure! I have come to rely on food delivery and take-out way too much, and it shows!
It still sounds awesome! But I definitely experienced this when I lived in Puerto Rico in a small surf town.
It is awesome I’ll admit 🙂 How long were you in Puerto Rico for?
I spent a summer there, so just 3 months.
Some of the things you said are super region specific ( also how are 60 000 inhabitants a SMALL town? That’s definitely big)
Here in Cava shops close at 10-11pm (never at 7 pm) and everything is open on Sundays
Also, people in Italy eat at completely different times than you guys. Lunch is usually at 2pm-3pm and dinner is usually at 8-11pm (especially if you eat in the restaurant you usually don’t go there before 9:30/10pm)
Everything in Italy is region specific, from food to dialect to people’s attitudes… so that goes without saying. 60,000 is a small town in my view. I grew up in NY which has 8 million people. The closest big city to us here is Bologna which has 400,000 people so using the word small town is appropriate and relative to the person speaking i believe. Otherwise, village or commune may be more appropriate? People do go out to dinner that late here too. Kitchens close at 10pm usually but the restaurant stays open. Appreciate your feedback.
I moved to a small Italian town years ago, Teramo in Abruzzo. I experienced the same thing and, to be honest, as I didn’t expect everything to close down for lunch (and for the whole day on Sunday), I spent some time being hungry and perplexed. Thanks for sharing, it was lovely to remind those times 😉
How lovely, I heard its very beautiful. Are you still there?
Not anymore. 🙂 I live in Bulgaria now.
Wowza! What an adventure!! Seriously – moving overseas is always tough, but going small town is taking it one step further. I’m sure once you adjust you’ll love it! And the bimbos thing…completely hilarious. That had me in a fit of laughter!
haha, glad it made someone laugh 🙂
Moving abroad anywhere is tough! The bimbo thing is unfortunate, I remember in school learning all the ‘faux friends’ when learning German. For example, in German the word chef actually means boss!
Oh my goodness! yes! there a lot of faux friends in Italian! i need to keep doing word associations so I don’t get them wrong 🙂
I believe living in a small town or village can be both charming and exhausting. I am a city girl and can not imagine my life without having anything on hand 24/7 but on the other hand I enjoy spending some time in a small village my father moved to. The life there moves slowly and I just enjoy going for long walks or just sitting on a balcony doing nothing but looking at the nature 🙂
Very true, i think having access to both is a blessing. I’ve been ordering unobtainable things on Amazon 🙂 and Bologna, the closest big city, is about a half hour away so that definitely helps – as long as I know its closeby !