This post is about a word that has come to mean so, so much to me.
It’s not long and complicated and stuffed with syllables, like “figuriamoci“. It’s not short and sweet like “sì“. It doesn’t mean something extraordinarily Italian like “gelato“, and it doesn’t carry with it undertones of “amore” (love), or “odio” (hate). It’s not fanciful like “pipistrello” (bat) or abrupt like “gru” (crane).
So what does it mean? I know the anticipation is killing you…
In short, it means “dream come true”.
Well, for this girl, anyways. Because “visto” in any Italian-English dictionary worth its salt means “seen”, but it also means “visa”. As in “entrance visa” or “tourist visa” or the one I’ve toiled for a year to get: “work visa”.
So, it’s official. This girl, this blog, and two suitcases of her stuff are moving to Italy! To Siena, precisely (where else?) for the foreseeable future. Thank you to everyone who has followed this visa quest with me through this blog and through Facebook. Your kind words and thoughts are always so appreciated. I promise, a post or two on the “hilarity” of this whole bureaucratic process are in the works.
When’s the big move? T-14 days. Two weeks. June 8th.
There’s lots to do between now and then, so wish me luck!