5 Favorite Apericena Spots in Florence

Good evening all,

It has been raining all day. It's wet and rather unpleasant outside. I've been busy all day with some house works in the morning, and spent the whole afternoon doing my first task of this term. I just finished it a moment ago, so now I have time to write a post on my blog again. 

As I am sitting here in my living room, thinking of what to share with you this time...my idea is still pretty much on food. After giving you a list of Oriental restaurants and food shops in my previous post, I will give you a list of Italian restaurants this time. 

Seputar Festival Film Indonesia di Italia.

Aku pengen cerita lagi nih.....

Secara tanggal 22 Oktober lalu, aku baru nonton pilem Indonesia yang diputer di sini. Nah, seneng kan pilem Indonesia bisa diputar di bioskop mancanegara. Eh, iya sih, seneng, bangga juga, tapiiiiiii.........waduh, ada tapinya.  Apa lagi nih?

Nge-Blog Lagi

Selamat malam dunia......

Ya di sini sudah malam....tepatnya pukul 20:27.

Sudah lama aku gak nge-blog, sebagai blogger, aku memang payah. Kalo mau bikin alasan, alasan pasti ada aja. Ga ada waktu, ga sempet, males ah, bosen ah, nge-bleng lah.....kayaknya alasan yang paling cucok itu, nge-bleng alias melongo kagak tau mau nulis apa tiap udah siap duduk manis di depan kompi. Trus...akhirnya kelamaan.....jadi makin males buka kompi apalagi ngecekin blog. 

Jadi aku mohon maaf kepada semua pembaca dan siapa aja yang sudah bersedia baca apalagi ngikutin blog aku.

Festival del Cinema d'Indonesia_Le Murate

Since the first time we arrived in Florence, I've been thinking of how to promote Indonesia. Unlike in the Netherlands where number of Indonesians are large, Indonesians are only about 200 to 250 people in Italy. Once I attended a simple Indonesian bazaar organized by a cultural foundation founded by an Indonesian friend who lives in Rotterdam to celebrate Indonesian independence day and to promote Indonesian culture. Two foundations were involved in organizing the whole event which took place in a good size of a hall for about 250 people in Rotterdam. It was a family bazaar with a bit of Dutch 'gezelligheid', the bazaar inspired me to have the same event in Florence. Unlike in Netherlands, however, as I went around and gathered information, I found more obstacles and more challenges to do so.

However, when we came back from our summer holiday last year. I heard from Malina, that she and her husband have organized a festival of Indonesian Cinema in Florence in continuation with the one they held in Pietrasanta. The organization was done by Malina and her husband, an Italian lawyer, the poster was designed by Erlinda, an Indonesian student who studied design in Florence. I was so excited about this event, finally, we had this opportunity to make Indonesia more recognized and pop-up in Italy. Thank you to Jacopo and Malina for their hard-work and the Ambassador of Indonesia for Vatican City for their supports in making the Festival of Indonesian Film a successful event. 

Italian Hospitality?

Diusir Pemilik Toko

Pagi ini suamiku sudah bertekad berangkat pagi ke kantor pos (PosteItalia) di tengah kota, dengan harapan staff kantor pos dapat membantu menemukan paket penting kiriman dari Belanda. Setelah selesai sarapan, dia langsung berangkat dengan sepedanya. Hari ini suhu di Florence 38 °C, lumayan dibanding kemaren yang 40°C.

Sayang sekali, setelah petugas kantor pos memeriksa kode kiriman paket, ternyata dinyatakan kode paket  tidak dikenal. Alhasil PosteItalia tidak dapat membantu menemukan paket tersebut. Dengan kecewa suamiku meninggalkan kantor pos dengan tangan kosong. Saat berjalan gontai, matanya tertumbuk pada etalase salah satu toko dasi, dompet dan asesoris pria lainnya yang menawarkan diskon. Suamiku langsung tertarik pada beberapa dasi yang ditawarkan, maka masuklah ia ke toko tersebut dan mulai memilih dasi.

Talk Like Italians

Talk Not Fight!

It’s a hot day in Florence that day, I checked my weather online gadget and it was 40°C! I was sitting behind my desk, trying to focus myself to learn and memorize some more new Italian vocabularies which until now are so hard to get into my old rusted brain.

Suddenly I heard cars engine stopped, car doors slammed, then men’s voices talked almost yelled to each other. Caused we lived on 2^nd floor of apartment building here in Italy, I could just popped my head out from the window behind me and looked down to the road in front of our place. Curious of what’s going on, that exactly what I did. I thought in a hot day like today, in the summer time in Italy, no wonder if most Italian is very temperamental. So I thought again, here they are, screaming and fighting right in front of our house. Great!