Tybee Island

Last week we drove to our favorite place in the US, Tybee Island. It used to be more of a hidden gem, but Tybee Island has been getting more popular year after year. Luckily the island has no chain hotels or restaurants (besides the one random Arby’s?). We’ve stayed at various apartments on the island but this summer’s apartment has been our favorite. The Beach Colony apartment we stayed in is directly on the beach or a very short walk depending on which building you are in. There are two pools, including one with a zero entry and small fountains. There is a local restaurant that opens to the pool allowing for a private pool bar for Beach Colony that also offers a full menu .

We spent less time on the beach this year than we normally do because there were so many kids at the pool, so Felicity and Raffi had fun making friends at the pool. We went to Savannah, one evening to eat at the Pirate’s House and go on a trolley ghost tour (highly recommended if you do a ghost tour in Savannah!). We tried out a new restaurant on the island, Sea Wolf Tybee. Sea Wolf has a unique menu of gourmet hot dogs, cheese boards and vegan entrees. We loved this restaurant for its unique menu and something completely different from what is found on the island.Our favorite restaurant though is Huc-a-Poos, it is an electric restaurant that serves awesome pizza and sandwiches. We went twice because everyone liked it so much!

Tybee Island tips:

  • Beach Colony Apartments has been our favorite option with kids: comfortable apartments, two pools with zero entry, and pool bar and restaurant.
  • Stop at Publix or Kroger on Wilmington Island for groceries before getting to Tybee (there is one grocery store on Tybee, but it has a limited selection and is more expensive)
  • Try Sea Wolf for more unique dining experience
  • Huc-a-Poo’s is great for an inexpensive and great meal, also one of the few restaurants open late
  • Skip the Crab Shack (expensive for what it is)
  • Take a dolphin tour!
Cruising on the Golf Cart we rented
One of the pools at Beach Colony
Cheese and Pickle Tray at Sea Wolf
BIG fans at Sparkle in Savannah
Playing the tide pools at sunset
Tybee Beach at Sunset
Kids waiting for a wave

The Culture of Families

I was listening to a podcast this morning while working out about the “culture of families”. The host essentially said that every family has its own culture and when two people get married, those cultures come together and may clash due to the culture of the family they grow up in. One family may have eaten dinner at a certain time and had their own Christmas traditions, while the other’s family didn’t eat together at dinner and did something completely different at Christmas. These two cultures come together and usually we compromise and combine the two cultures and create a new unique family culture.

The podcast got me thinking about how this applies to couples that come from not only different “family” cultures but completely different cultures in general and how they overcome those differences and combine the cultures (and also sometimes, we just compromise). Some differences in cultures are so big, it’s hard to accept an aspect of that culture. Most of the time though, we just compromise or mix the cultures up and create our own. This is an added difficulties in cross-cultural relationships.

In our family, we have similarities in that we both came from Western countries that share many of the same holidays and same or very similar religions (Italy is devout Catholic, the US is mainly Christian). We have some very big differences though, for example, how these holidays are celebrated, meal times, teaching independence, not such an importance on family, etc. We have combined many of our differences to create a unique Italian-American hybrid.

Christmas in Italy is focused mainly on food (surprise!) and mass. Gifts were traditionally only given on the 6th of January. The US focuses on gifts and Santa, food isn’t high on the list. Christmas for us has become a combination of the two cultures. We make the traditional meal of fish on Christmas Eve, but still have a Christmas with lots of gifts and a focus on Santa.

Italian parents are “helicopter” parents. They follow their children around the playground, making sure they don’t fall or run or sweat. They constantly say “piano, piano” (slower, slower) to their children when they are playing. They don’t want their kids getting dirty and often put them in bibs until they are four or five years old to not get their clothes dirty when eating their daily pasta al pomodoro. Sweating causes sicknesses for Italians, so not sweating is key to staying healthy as a child. You will hear “non sudare” and “piano” nonstop in an Italian playground. Americans can be helicopter parents, but a large amount are not. We have read studies and been told of the importance of independent play and the importance of getting dirty as kids. Sweating is not an issue for American children, nor is being near wind. Often when someone says to my kids “don’t sweat” or “it’s windy, go back inside”, it is best to remind them my kids are half-American, and this absurdity doesn’t apply to them!

Weekend Recap

Our weekend began with Raffy running a few for two days, Saturday morning we went to the Urgicare to get him checked out. It was an ear infection and he was feeling almost back to normal by the end of the day.

Waiting for our visit at the Urgicare

After we went home and rested awhile, Raffy was insistent that he wanted to go to the local town fair’s parade, I hoped he would want to stay home and rest more, especially because the heat index was 108. We decided to go because these glimpses of Midwest American Culture are rare for them and we want to make the most of our time here. It was very hot, Raffy was over getting candy and watching the parade after 20 minutes but Felicity didn’t complain about the heat and wanted to stay. We stayed til the end then went home quickly with bags full of candy.

Awaiting the parade before we got too hot
Felicity’s First Funnel Cake
Watching the parade

On Sunday we had cousins over in the morning and then we met my godparents at the town fair to ride the rides. It was very hot but the kids had a lot of fun despite the heat, keeping cool with sno-cones and lemonade. We jumped in the pool as soon as we got home to cool off.

Sweaty kids getting make your own sno-cones after hours on the rides

The kids went back to camp on Monday for their last week of camp in the US. My mom and I took the advantage of the kid-free time to get matching mother-daughter tattoos that we had been planning on for awhile but needed to go without the kids.

Our new tattoos, freshly done and still healing here!

Until next time!

Parenting, Italian Style.

Parenting varies greatly from country to country, even from family to family. I believe though countries can be more or less generalized into a particular parenting style, even if it varies from family to family. Cultures share certain traits and mindsets and create general charecteristics of how the society acts in situations. To say, I don’t think all Italian parents act this way nor do all American parents act in a certain way.

That being said, the general act of parenting in Italy is vastly different than what I have experienced in the US. Italians, in my experience, disregard safe sleeping guidelines that have been so important in the US in the past 25 years. Babies still sleep in cribs with large, cushioned bumpers, small pillows and large amounts of blankets. In the US we are told how unsafe this is and babies should sleep in cribs with no bumpers, no pillows, and babies should wear sleep sacks until they are a little over one or be swaddled until they are usually around three months old. Babies in Italy are also pushed in large prams, all decked out in blankets even in the hot summer months, while US parents are warned of overheating babies and they should be always dressed appropriately. Many Italians are a

The Awesome and the Awkward Series

Living abroad always has some side of it that is awesome and another side that can be very awkward when you are not used to it!

Italy has its flaws but it also does have some things that are awesome. One “awesome” thing about Italy (at least where I am) is the affordability of skin and beauty products or treatments. Highlights, even the most expensive balyage or ombre rarely cost more than 100. Gel nails “reconstruction” costs usually around 25. Eyebrow waxes can be 2 or 3. One for one eyelash extensions are 35-40. Professional hair extensions range from 200 to

Italy has its flaws but it also does have some things that are awesome. One “awesome” thing about Italy (at least where I am) is the affordability of skin and beauty products or treatments. Highlights, even the most expensive balyage or ombre rarely cost more than 100. Gel nails “reconstruction” costs usually around 25. Eyebrow waxes can be 2 or 3. One for one eyelash extensions are 35-40. Professional hair extensions range from 200 to 250. These prices in the US are doubled or more. I prefer to do my hair or nails in Italy because the price is obviously more affordable.

Loving my hair extensions in 2020.

The Awkward

There is always something awkward though. The most awkward experience for a woman that I have experienced is the gynecologist’s office (this is not limited to only Italy, I experienced something similar Switzerland!). At the gynecologist in the US, you are given a private area to undress and a gown or cover to cover yourself during the exam. In Italy, you are most likely, just going to take off your pants and perhaps your shirt and lie on an examining bed without anything to cover. It’s awkward at first but I just remind myself it’s a doctor’s office and now I am used to this but the first time was a shock! But it’s practically free, (if you go public), so maybe you can get past laying practically naked in front of the doctor you have never met!

Expat Dilemma

I recently ran into another expat from my hometown. We were both visiting “home” and were with our kids at the local library. Our moms were best friends in high school but we had never met but we knew of each other through our moms. We were surprised to run into each other, to be “home” at the same time and to also be considering a move back to the US. We didn’t have much time to chat but decided to meet up for a coffee later and talk about our “concerns” about moving “home”.

A few weeks later we finally met for a kid-free coffee and talked for hours about our concerns about moving home. They were not surprisingly the same. We both have kids around the same age and are concerned about gun violence, especially school shootings. Southern Italy isn’t a place I love and most days, even like. It’s a world away from the US. But my children’s safety in school or anywhere is the most important thing for me and the gun violence is the first thing I think of when I think of moving back to the US. It is the part of living in the US that worries me the most.

Another issue we both felt concerned about is the healthcare situation in the US. The US has the most important hospitals in the world, probably the best healthcare research and development in the world but on the other hand, also has the most expensive and complicated health care system in the world. There’s no guarantee we would find jobs providing good health insurance. We both live in countries with universal healthcare, cheap prescription medication and never having to worry about “good insurance” or what medications the insurance will pay for. There’s also no guarantee on where women’s reproductive health is headed in the future. We worry about the future of women’s health coverage. The overturn of Roe V. Wade seemed to come out of nowhere and overnight abortions became illegal in certain states, even if if the mother’s life was at risk. A hospital in Missouri even refused to give morning after pills. What is next, contraceptives becoming illegal? Will our daughters not have the right to decide for their own bodies in the future? The US seems to be heading into a dark time politically, limiting the rights of women especially.

The problems of living in Italy often feel “smaller” than the “huge” problems of the US. Despite the issues of the US, we both still want to move back. We miss our families, we miss the American “way”. We want our kids to experience how our high schools incorporate sports and clubs into the school and into the community creating a sense of local pride that neither of us see in our expat countries (she is in Australia). We miss the “you can do anything” attitude you only seem to find in the US. So who wins? How do we decide? We both decided we needed to go back to “expat” countries and weigh our options and that this is a decision that shouldn’t be made quickly.

This Season of Life

One of my more recent posts, I posted that I went back to work and was very happy with the decision. We faced the same problem though that most working parents face with young children, child care. We couldn’t establish childcare we both felt comfortable with. In the end, we decided the best decision for our family was if I stayed at home. I am sad to not work but I know this is the best decision for us and I felt like I had a weight lifted off of my shoulders knowing we wouldn’t need to worry about child care.

Staying at home though for me, can be isolating. One thing I have learned from my month of working in the spring was that organization is key and will continue to be key even if I am not working. For this season of life, this is where we are. When the children are bigger and more independent, it will be another season of life.

Yesterday, we spent the day at the St.Louis Zoo. We haven’t been to a zoo since last summer and I was so surprised how much more excited the kids were to see the animals this time! We spent all afternoon and left around 6. The weather in St.Louis in the summer is usually too hot or humid to visit the zoo but yesterday there was finally a break in the heat and humidity and we quickly decided to go to the zoo. Raffi said his favorite animal was the anaconda snake and stingrays and Felicity’s was the flamingo.

Raffi at the penguins
Kids with a snake (forgot which one!)

American Catch Up

We flew back to the US a little over two weeks ago after two weeks of having my mom visit us in Italy. The two weeks we spent with my mom in Italy were so much fun. We visited the island of Capri for four days. Capri was beautiful and we had a great time swimming at Marina Piccola. The town of Capri was also a fun evening full of restaurants, shops and a busy central piazza. Capri is expensive though, too expensive. The prices of food and beach rentals are double or triple of the mainland, it is even more expensive than the Amalfi Coast. It is is also filled with tourists, which obviously rises the prices. We had a great time though and would recommend it if you are visiting Naples in the summer, even for a day visit. The rocky beaches create beautiful clear, turquoise water.

Beautiful Marina Piccola in Capri
Beautiful Water in Marina Piccola

After we left Capri we spent four days in Calabaia, Calabria, where we’ve visited for the past three years. The water in Calabria is beautiful as well, but this year we were greeted with blooms of large jelly fish. The kids were scared at first but eventually got over it and played in the water after it seemed like the jelly fish weren’t coming in anymore. We had a great four days but were happy to get out of the sun for a few days. After we left Calabria, we had a day at home before flying home to the US.

I’ve taken a picture of the kids on this rock for three years!
Raffy posing on the rocks near “Jellyfish Bay”

Our trip to the US was complicated, there were long flight delays, missed flights, an unexpected overnight in Dallas, a lost phone, sitting on the runway after finally landing in St.Louis, for an hour and half due to storms and the ramp being closed and finally at the end, catching Covid. A few days after landing in St.Louis, the Covid symptoms showed up and I tested positive Tuesday morning. This led to nearly a week of chills, exhaustion, and a bad cough that is still hanging around despite now testing negative. The kids made it out with barely any symptoms, luckily.

We ended up cancelling our trip to Florida and rescheduling Disney for the next year due to Covid, we booked a trip to Great Wolf Lodge instead, where we are now.

Until next time!

The Beach, another culture shock

Beaches in Italy are very different than those in the US. The water is usually clear and not many waves, very different than that of the Atlantic Coast of Florida or Georgia. Each beach is usually lined with “lidos”, or pay beaches. The “lido” will usually have a snack bar or restaurant serving everything from ice cream, sandwiches and drinks to freshly made lasagna or pasta with seafood (lasagna in a bikini in 100 degree weather is always something I want to do). You pay for a lounge chair and umbrella. The chairs and umbrellas are lined up in neat, perfect rows and you will be shown to yours. Lidos also come back with showers, bathrooms, and changing rooms.

Sundays are often so busy, you might not find a lido with available chairs along the whole beach, leaving you to go to the “spiaggia libera”, or the free beach. A lido usually has a parking lot, unless you are somewhere like the Amalfi Coast, where it will not have a parking lot. Lidos at the Amalfi Coast can cost upwards of €30 for two sun beds and an umbrella and then another €20 to €30 for parking.

Besides the “lido” concept, there are many other cultural differences than you would find in the US. Many people do eat a full, hot lunch at the lido restaurant in the 95 degree heat, not being able to let go of the tradition of pasta for lunch. Many men and boys wear Speedo style swimsuits. It is so normal here that I don’t even notice it anymore. Between my friends and I, we do joke, that there’s no way we would let our husbands wear those! Many young girls do not wear bathing suit tops, also so common, I barely notice it anymore.

Italians love to talk about if the water is “clean”. Clean meaning there’s no seaweed, sediment or trash that’s been pulled ashore. They are very particular about the water being “clean” and won’t go to many beaches because it isn’t as crystal clear as they like. This is a bit ridiculous sounding coming from someone who grew up going to the beaches on the Mid-Florida Atlantic Coast. Would that water not be considered “clean”? It isn’t filled with trash, but it is not clear due to the sediment that is poured into it upstream. I don’t think the Space Coast of Florida would be up to an Italian’s standards!

People sell things on the beach, anything from jewelry to bathing suits, purses, kids beach toys, cold coconut and granite. You could do some serious shopping just from your lido sun chair.

Beach Shopping in Battipaglia, a moving clothes store.
Clean beach day in Battipaglia
As clean as it gets, Vietri Sul Mare on the Amalfi Coast

The Appliances!

Living in Europe, comes with its obvious cultural differences but there are other differences us expats have learned to live with. Household appliances that Americans are used to are much fewer and far between here. This is true in Italy, as it is true in many other European countries. The appliance I miss the most, is a dryer. I would love to have a clothes dryer again in my life. It is a tedious chore to remove the wet clothes from the washing machine and hang them to dry. Luckily, in Naples, it is customary to hang your laundry on lines from your balcony or even in the city of Naples, lines that extend from window to window across streets.

Clothes here dry fast in the ever present sun, but it comes with the downside of catching the pollution of cars and motorcycles and the burning of whatever in a nearby field that is constantly present. When it rains, we must bring the laundry inside to dry, which can take up two days to dry. Washing bed sheets or towels when it rains is useless, there’s nowhere to hang them and it would take days to dry inside. I miss the efficiency of washing your clothes, throwing them in the dryer (and also getting wrinkles out quicker!), and folding them all in a quick few hours.

Traditional Neapolitan Street with laundry lines (photo credit: Ferry Hopper, 2022)

Besides dryers, central air conditioning. We have a wall unit, which provides enough cold air to keep our living room very cold and the rest of the house “cool”. Italians often believe that air conditioning causes a whole variety of illnesses and ailments so many are afraid to turn on the air conditioning, if they have it, though I have noticed with temperatures only rising each year, many have seemed to have forgotten the dreaded illnesses that are caused by the air con and have been turning them on. The lack of air conditioning makes it impossible to stay at home during the summer months, you are always searching for a way out of the house and somewhere cool to go. The heat can be unbearable in Naples. The school I work in has a few air conditioned rooms but our classroom is not in the air conditioning, the last few days were miserable without cool air.

How I Want to Feel in the Summer

If you are interested in the illnesses of the air conditioning you seem to only find in Italy (in English too!), https://www.naturando.it/en/uncategorized/protect-yourself-from-air-conditioning-disorders/.