The week has passed in a terrible speed. I can't believe it is in fact already the second Tuesday here. It just seems impossible. So, have I done something extra special? Sadly, no. Am I enjoying myself? Yes, I am. I am trying to be realistic and I know how difficult it is to find a decent job for anyone, let alone a straniera but it does make me just a little anxious. After all, I do want to be able to earn enough money to at least feed myself. That would be a start, yes. But, alas, there is nothing yet. Just a whole pile of emails I have sent and not recieved any anwsers to (yet).
There is something I tried. What one has to do is sell tours to tourists passing by. And for every ticket you sell, you get a fixed sum of money. I tried it, but it is really not my cup of tea. The idea of bothering people on the streets doesn't really appeal to me. I did it for two days and the result was null. So, despite the fact that everyone claimed that this will be a great and profitable job as soon as tourists start arriving in hordes (in a few weeks), I decided to leave it. I have been here for a short time and I am still hopeful for something better. Naive? Probably. Well, the worst case scenario is that I have to fly back home. But this is not difficult because I have the return ticket ready.
As for Rome, I really do like it. It is beautiful, old and so different from what I am used to. The first few days I just marched around the city and visited the sights. Very very inspiring indeed. All those cuppolas, bell towers, pillars, facades and above all - all those fountains. I haven't decided what my favourite place would be but as I am a fan of greenery, I think one of the best places for me is the Villa Borghese area. Basically it's a huge park. Very beautiful and unlike in Estonia, it is already very green and warm there.
But Rome just might not be the most polite city in the world. It is full of beggars, for instance. Personally, why should I care how people earn their money but the fact that they keep coming to me and asking me for cents is a bit uncomfortable. I am used to beggars who smell, look really bad and wear rags. Here I have seen a few people who are dressed quite well and who insist on people giving them some money because they are so poor. I have seen them on the underground and thus they must have bought a 1EUR ticket. I don't fully understand this. So, is it profitable to beg on the underground? Is it a career option for me?
Besides the beggars who come up to me to ask for money, also all kinds of tourists do. But oh no, not the English-speaking ones. I meet with italians, who ask me for directions. Then I mumble something about not knowing or not understanding and they go to someone else. Hmm, I must look very knowledgeable. Sadly I can't help them. They speak way too fast for me. In general I do like the fact that everyone likes to talk. Yes, I do speak to strangers more than ever before in my life. I don't know why something like this doesn't happen in Tallinn. Maybe it's too cold most of the year round to even open your mouth?
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