After a lovely few days wondering around Rome, I started work at the Food and Agriculture Organisation today.
The city is amazing! Everywhere I look there are ancient monuments, beautiful sculptures and sexy Italians. Been to the Colosseum, Roman Forum, St Peter’s Square and Basillica, many stunning Piazzas. Eaten lots of Pizza.
Had a few interesting conversations too. One person told me that in Rome you’ll be ok as long as you have style, good shoes and are beautiful. I was a little shocked at this since at the time I was walking around in travellers shorts, vest-top and unbranded trainers. Although, I suppose being blonde may make me different enough to pass for exotic, in local eyes.
After that conversation I was running around last night looking for an iron to straighten my new shirts and trousers before work… alas, my female flatmates (who are all away on holiday) do not own such a thing… so I went to work this morning with a pair of shoes from Next (I doubt the epitomy of style that Italians look for) a shirt that was crinkled after being transported in my backpack, but also still had the fold marks from the box it came in.
Fortunately most of the people at the FAO are not Italian, and also tended more casually dressed than me…. And were all very friendly. Also, being the middle of August, almost everybody is on holiday. So I was put in an office, and given some reports to read and told that nobody there could answer any questions about my project… but they could take me for some strong Italian coffee.