Girl in Florence aka Georgette Jupe

I started this blog as a writing outlet for me to share what it is I adore about the beautiful city of Florence and Italy also sharing travel tips and stories along the way. Now 'Girl in Florence' includes advice for Florence, artisan features, interviews with locals, tips for life in Italy and travel posts from all over Europe. I'd love to think of myself as a fearless badass but If I am keeping it 100% real on this blog a quote that I sort of live by is"I haven't failed. I've just found 10,000 ways that won't work." I hope you enjoy this journey with me.

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8 Reasons Why I Am Grateful To Italy

24.11.2016 19 Comments

8 Reasons Why I Am Grateful To Italy

24.11.2016 19 Comments

Why Italy? And not one of the many other incredible places to call home in this world. All I know is my own reality and life in il bel paese has come with its fair share of hardships, sure, but has given me far more than I’ve probably provided in return. In honor of Thanksgiving, a holiday I have always loved despite its dubious birth, here is my own personal list of (just a few) reasons why I grateful for this country. It’s hard to put it all on words, like explaining why a certain comforting smell takes you to a certain universe, but I’m going to try. Over at ITALY Magazine, my work and really a sort of awesome family at this point, we did the same.

Today I plan on taking the bus to a little Tuscan town called Colle di Val d’Elsa, where together with a few friends we will be making Thanksgiving dinner together. A blend of Italians, Americans, French, Chinese whom all live in Italy. This truly embodies what for me is the spirit of this day of coming together from everywhere on this planet and…collectively getting a Turkey hangover (or maybe it’ll be from the amaro del capo).

1. Finally feeling like I have a home. Back in 2014, I wrote a post talking about the concept of “home” and what it mean to live abroad long term. I never felt like Texas was my end all, be all and similarly felt the same about Los Angeles where I moved during university. Something about Florence just clicked, it wasn’t it’s beauty or even the handsome men, but it felt like the place where I felt most like me. Flaws and all.

I still feel this way after 10 years. I feel like that has a lot to do with the fact that I wasn’t expecting it, heck I wanted to study and live in London instead, but that no matter if one day we live in another place for a few years, coming home will always mean Florence.

2. Surprise is an everyday reality. Florence is so small, in the historical center you could quite literally walk across the city in around 20 minutes. You would think that we would get bored here, considering the Florentines reputation for snobbery and its small stature. However I am constantly surprise and delighted at new “finds” on a weekly basis. It could be a new restaurant, a young passionate chef, a gallery, a shop I missed, new street art, a beautiful building. There is a wonderful contemporary side to this Renaissance city that people often miss. On streets like via maggio, you’ll see a juxtaposition of contemporary art galleries and antique shops, and it doesn’t stop there. Artisans are omnipresent, both in the traditional sense and the ones paving the way for this generation. I’m always inspired by the people I meet and their stories.

The workshop of local artisan in Oltrarno, Luigi Mecocci and his wife
The workshop of local artisan in Oltrarno, Luigi Mecocci and his wife

3. I met my husband here. And he’s not Italian. If anyone would have told me 10+ years ago that I would be married to a dashing French man and living in Florence, I would have probably laughed (sorry Nico). However for different reasons that brought me here, he was here too on his own path. Somehow fate and plenty of cointreau over ice brought us together, the thing is we were friends first. We both chose to live in Italy and made it our adoptive home which can sometimes feel like we’re alone on a complicated and confusing island, but mostly we appreciate what we have made… here, togetherOn Monday we will celebrate our first wedding anniversary and all I can say is wow, what a year. This man isn’t just my love, but also the best person I know. A respectful, compassionate, kind and generous soul who treats others as he would like to be treated. Something I learned as a child but hardly have seen as an adult.

My dog Ginger? Well she’s as Florentine as they get. Jaded with a sarcastic smile, her favorite hobbies are eating panini and burying under the covers, not necessarily in that order. Luckily she’s stopped eating our couches.

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The only person in our family who is actually Italian is Ginger, our “beagle in Florence.” Photo by: Christine Juette Photography

4. The art of being patient. There will be no screaming due to a mistake in my latte order at Starbucks (which yes I’ve actually seen in L.A.). If you’re not patient here, you’ll simply self combust and no one wants that to happen. A trip to the local questura for a visa renewal is a great first step in that journey or a trip to the commercialista (my accountant Tommaso is a gem!) could mean scrambling for something last minute or a huge bill from the government. I’m coincidentally both  terrified and in complete awe of him and his work. Here life is often about overcoming roadblocks, which never seem to ever stop, but let’s be honest. That’s hardly unique to Italy itself. As a blogger, I try to be careful about not painting only the best parts of life in Italy, we owe it to our audience to mention the bad, the messy side too.

Another note, when we got married, there were plenty of hurdles that made my skin breakout in complete stress, but that’s part of the game. Of course Italians (especially in Florence) take the art of complaining to another level, in fact if there was nobel prize in this category, they would win, but it’s not really taken that seriously. Consider it a good venting session.

Playing improvised games at our wedding is a European tradition. You could say we went along with it ;-). Photo by: Francesco Spighi Photography
We did it! Playing improvised games at our wedding is a European tradition. You could say we went along with it ;-). Photo by: Francesco Spighi Photography

5. Being happier with less everything (except wine).  Before Italy, I was a nervous wreck. I remember being so stressed over the minor details of life that my eyelids would twitch as a result. I was constantly comparing my situation to other people in Los Angeles: my education level, work position – future work position, car, money, it’s stupid but it’s true. I constantly felt like I wasn’t doing “enough,” and I wasn’t sure how to change that. Think of it as a sort of purgatory for people in their twenties.

Obviously that doesn’t make a very happy person and moving here, I’m grateful for the littlest things, soft toilet paper or Indian takeout on a rainy day. My dad sends me a box in the mail with tortillas, goodies from Trader Joes and copies of the New Yorker and Newsweek and its as if I won the lottery.

You could say life here, it’s a little different. My small two-bedroom apartment isn’t a huge loft, and I don’t own anything more expensive than my computer, but I’m absolutely ok with that. There is something very real and genuine about the phrase “less is more” in a place where the average salary is 1000€ or more. Italians are amazing savers, they have familial help sure but I’m so jealous at how easy it can see to save large amounts of money while never having a credit card and at the same time, a shitty salary. This might mean you go out rarely and nurse a “birra piccola” for three hours outside of a bar, but ok. Where is that mentioned in BBC Travel? ;-).

Shopping here is less about getting a Louis Vuitton purse on Ebay, it’s about (hopefully) getting to know the people who make your handbags. Which includes learning how to tell the difference between good leather and bad, which makes you value your things a heck of a lot more. I shop less sure, no new dress for every occasion, but now I’m a lot smarter now with what I actually buy.

Travel is pretty affordable here too, with less than 100€, I can fly or take the train to plenty of places and afford a decent lunch with wine. This is what I love most, it isn’t saving for a huge house with a garden (which is cool too) but experiencing new things with my husband or friends. It’s accessibility to a life I never I could have.

However with all the things I don’t own, the things I do are unmeasurable in their bounty. Access to an art heritage almost unrivaled elsewhere and not just in museums, it’s everywhere, in squares, under loggias, in the most surprising places possible. 

6. Learning to truly enjoy food. I can admit that before Italy, I was a hot mess when it came to having a normal diet. My cooking skills were mediocre at best and I was much more interested in eating anything no-fat, no-sugar, thus no taste in the competitive and insecure hub of Los Angeles where diet issues thrive as much as meeting wannabe actors. Moving here and not able to find all of my fake diet food, I had to learn how to really cook, especially in season.

Also at this time, I didn’t live in the historical center so I didn’t have access to expat-havens like Vivi Market, so it was pretty much all Italian, everyday. It taught me that variety in local cuisine is vast, the myth that Italians just consume pasta is outdated at best.

All of the soups, the stews, the vegetables, using ingredients like fennel or artichoke would have induced a heart attack as I stood above the cutting board 10 years ago, now I simple slice away and revel in bitter vs. sweet. Cooking isn’t elitist or “clean” here, it is just what it is, striving to put the best possible in your body, overdoing it at times, cutting back later. Which is why talking about your digestion openly is pretty ok too ;-).

Travel outside of Tuscany and you find a beautiful bounty of items that make me salivate the second we hop on a flight or catch a train. Heading south you can enjoy the spicy ‘nduja on pizza, slice aged parmigiano in Emilia-Romagna paired with balsamic vinegar, or my favorite spicy Mostarda, made from fruit preserves and served best with a slice of sheep cheese. Depending on what region you’re in, discovering the local cuisine is part of the journey. You have to throw yourself into it if you want to appreciate it, you’ll be surprised at how much your palate actually grows.

Browsing in Sant'Ambrogio market. Photo by the awesome Christine Juette Photography
Browsing in Sant’Ambrogio market. Photo by the awesome Christine Juette Photography

7. Truffles! If anyone told me that I would get the chance to join a truffle hunt in the regions of Tuscany and Le Marche, and actually feel confident enough to choose one for my own meal in Italy. I would have gently reminded you of the days when I thought “cheese wiz” was a food group along with Goldfish crackers. Um, Thank you Italy for my health. Right now, the town of San Miniato is hosting their annual white truffle fair every weekend until the 4th/5th of December and it’s just a bus ride/train stop away. In Italy, it’s not just the fancy restaurants in NYC that shave truffles for their deep-pocketed guests, anyone can find a food festival or restaurant during this period in truffle-laden places for a mind-blowing meal.

8. My friends. Living abroad sounds wonderful, and fun, and special and according to instagram or blogs everyone should do so once in their lifetime. Truth be told, I never thought I would long term, but it worked out for me and I love it but I certainly am up front about the downsides of long term life elsewhere.

One such “issue” is the concept of constantly meeting people, getting attached and finding them leaving a few year’s later as Florence especially can be quite a transient place. At first it’s heartbreaking, after you spent so much time with these people, but eventually you get used to it. I’ve touched more on the expectations of expats here, but I feel like my friends are the ones that keep me sane in Italy and well anywhere. I even dedicated a series called “Locals I Love” to friends and inspirational people alike to celebrate their stories. Not knowing if someone is going to leave can also make you really appreciate them in the long run. We have whatsapp, FB, instagram, plenty of tools for keeping in touch.

Also when it comes to work and blogging, there is a very real community of like-minded and wonderful people in both the blogging/creative world who aren’t just looking for contacts, but whom actually care. We have dinners with one another not to instagram the shit out of our pizza (well, not always) but also just to share advice, stories and give support.

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"Well I think at 1 year in Florence I was still in the phase of, “Italy is amazing, my boyfriend is amazing, having my family here is amazing, my new friends are amazing, the food, the art, the culture, the wine….. its all Amazing!” I hadn’t hit my first “I live in Italy and this is tough” breakdown yet, and they always come. If I could have told myself then that to me, the key of truly building a life here was to find something that made me feel like I am amazing too The Wine Club became that for me. It was something that I could pour my heart into and be proud of. I’m passionate about it and it makes me truly happy. I have joy from my now husband, family, friends, food, culture and all that a life in Italy can offer but I also have self confidence and pride in myself and my little niche I have created here. Oh and maybe I would tell myself to buy bigger pants… living in the land of carbs is a waistline game changer!" 🍷 My latest #LocalsILove is none other than @sqfioravanti, wine club creator at @enotecapittigolaecantina, dog lover and mushroom hunter. Check out what else she has to say about life in #YourFlorence via the link in my bio.

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Female friendships are so utterly important (and male too).

Sometimes you just need a sounding board for your thoughts, or someone to shake you and give you a little real-talk. Someone to tell us when we have cavolo nero in our teeth or get a little giggly after the fourth glass of wine. We should be supportive and not competitive and that’s the people I’ve sought out during my decade abroad. We need to laugh, we need to cry, especially when you are having an “off” moment or feeling homesick abroad. I have met some of the amazing people in Italy, both Italian and foreign and I really feel like they’re my family.

Being here has also strengthened the friendships and relationships back home that actually matter. The ones where you slip back into a comfortable rhythm the second the plane touches the tarmac and you’re laughing it up over queso and tortilla chips in downtown San Antonio.

Thank you friends, grazie a voi, merci beaucoup! 

The best part of our wedding besides saying "I Do" was bringing those I love the most together.
The best part of our wedding besides saying “I Do” was bringing those I love the most together. Photo by  Francesco Spighi Photography

And the most important part.. 

 

Is YOU! How could I forget? Thank you all for following this blog, being a part of the story and keeping me motivated and positive, always encouraging me to write and share or post on instagram. If you want to know the truth, I’m not always confident about what I write — I know I make mistakes and you will not see “grammar- queen” anywhere in my bio. However, thanks to the support of both my friends and you guys, cari blog readers, Girl in Florence, has a platform that I never thought possible. For that I am eternally grateful.

I wish you all a wonderful Thanksgiving… off to roast some sweet potatoes, use my last stash of pecans, and call it a day. Please share what you are grateful to Italy for, I’d love to hear it!

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Georgette Jupe is a 'Tuscan Texan' digital social media marketing maven based in Florence, Italy. When she's not at her day job as social media manager and content editor at ITALY Magazine, she's creating social strategies for international clients and providing travel, foodie & life tips via her blog 'Girl in Florence'. Hobbies include plenty of reading, hiking, beagle cuddles, the hunt for the 'perfect' Moscow mule and laughs with the girls.

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    Lisa Condie 24.11.2016 at 13:29

    I adore you, Georgette, and am so grateful to share Florence and friendship with you! Happy Thanksgiving, cara. <3

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      GirlInFlorence 25.11.2016 at 9:13

      Right back at you Lisa, you are just as much a life mentor as a good friend! Happy Thanksgiving bella!

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    Lindsey 24.11.2016 at 14:18

    What a wonderful , heartfelt look at your life on this day of thanks (and starch). You indeed have quite a lot to celebrate !

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      GirlInFlorence 25.11.2016 at 9:12

      Thank you Lindsey, I really appreciate your kind comment. Sometimes I wake up and can’t believe how great life has become, it’s a constant reminder to appreciate the moment. Hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving btw!

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    Rachel P 24.11.2016 at 14:29

    Lovely post! And as someone who fell in love with Florence back in 2010 when I spent a semester abroad your blog brings me such cheer on days where I am (somehow) still homesick for the place. I am thankful for your posts and to Italy for allowing me to meet my fiancé (another student who was in my program). Sending my best!

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      GirlInFlorence 25.11.2016 at 9:11

      Ciao Rachel, thank you for checking out the post. I have chatted with so many people who have studied abroad here and they are almost always so positive about their experience. How awesome that you met your fiancé while both studying abroad, its destiny!

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    Cindy Drover-Davidson 24.11.2016 at 15:05

    Lovely article! Makes me want to consider more seriously what I really want in life and to plan the necessary steps to achieve my goals.

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      GirlInFlorence 25.11.2016 at 9:10

      I’m so happy to hear that Cindy! I wish you the best in luck in life. Happy Thanksgiving!

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    Cindy 24.11.2016 at 15:28

    Lovely post G! While I might be on the other side of the Atlantic I try to live my own Italian lifestyle-making pasta for the kids, enjoying friends and family more than getting stuff, and dressing as if I was more florentine than Chicagoan:)! While I wouldn’t mind having an opportunity to live there-I’m happy just to visit every couple of years:). I’m grateful for Italy because it was where I met really cool and lovely people, at a young age when the impact really opened new horizons for me! My first love, which taught me that I can be very happy and love very deeply. Also my love for cooking-helped by pointers from my friends and ofcourse, their mothers! Also a lifelong friendship with my foreign exchange families. And for one of my best, oldest, and sweetest friends-who is from Piacenza, I miss her every day. Grazie Italia! If I wasn’t 22 weeks pregnant I would be planning a summer trip there with my family. Maybe next year!! Happy thanksgiving amica!!!

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      GirlInFlorence 25.11.2016 at 9:09

      Thanks Cindy! That’s really awesome that you adopt those tools elsewhere. I always tell Nico that no matter what happens or where we go in the world, I was to retain this sort of “slow” lifestyle that Italy has taught us. Even if you can’t come and live here, even visiting multiple times will allow you to enjoy what you love and leave behind all the stuff you don’t, it’s kind of the ideal situation. Thank you for sharing what you are grateful for and hope you get to come back next year. Happy Thanksgiving and congrats on being pregnant!

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        Cindy 27.11.2016 at 22:45

        Thanks lady-we actually think this one was made in Italy while we were on our anniversary trip;)

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    Paula 24.11.2016 at 15:59

    This made me smile, tear up and snort with laughter at intervals – although I live in a different part of Italy to you, I can definitely relate!

    In case you’re wondering the bit that made me snort was: “Italians (especially in Florence) take the art of complaining to another level, in fact if there was nobel prize in this category, they would win, but it’s not really taken that seriously”. Replace “Florence” with “Salerno” aqnd I could have written it – in fact it’s something I comment on regularly!

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      GirlInFlorence 25.11.2016 at 9:07

      Aww thank you so Paula! I really appreciate you taking the time to read my post and that you can relate. The complaining here is at an all time high with the oncoming referendum so I thought it fitting to add to this post ;-). Perhaps it could be introduced to the olympic committee for consideration

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    Stephanie 24.11.2016 at 18:11

    Visiting Florence gave me perspective to think about my life back in the US without the pressures of what other people think. I had always wanted to start a blog but was too scared. Florence gave me the space and time to think and conquer my fears. Reading your blog too – has inspired me to write about adventure of my own – no matter how small. Already saving to go back to Florence again!

    http://www.stephanieterrone.com

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      GirlInFlorence 25.11.2016 at 9:06

      Ciao Stephanie, thank you for your lovely comment! I’m happy that this city has inspired you to share your own thoughts, I always think it’s a great way to really sit down and record your feelings. I do hope you come back to Florence and we can get a coffee!

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    Michelle 25.11.2016 at 16:53

    Oh, Georgette, I loved this post so much. Wow. You’re on a roll, baby! So much I relate to, and oh so gratefully 🙂

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    Ingrid Sanabria 01.12.2016 at 16:17

    I’m a few days late to reply to this post but I just want to say thank you so much for sharing! i just moved here about 3 months ago as a student and have decided to stay. When I stepped foot into this country I felt like I was home!! thank you so much for sharing your experiences. It is nice to know that I am not the only one who has gone through similar struggles as mine.

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    Elizabeth 26.02.2017 at 18:59

    Hi Georgette,

    Your blog is seriously a gold mine for someone moving to Italy. My family and I are moving to Florence in a few months, and I’m in research mode. Thanks for all the great information!

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      GirlInFlorence 26.02.2017 at 19:49

      Thank you so much Elizabeth, I’m really happy to hear that 🙂

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    Ciao, I'm a curious American "Tuscan Texan" who calls Florence, Italy home for the past 11 years. I am the editor at Italy Magazine and I also work as an established digital social media marketing strategist (5+ years) as well as a freelance writer. My bylines have appeared in Lonely Planet, Luxos Magazine, and International Living. This blog is my way to share what life is like living and working abroad, as well as provide up-to-date true advice on traveling and living in Italy, weekend trips around Europe, and a monthly roundup of interesting events. I'm married to a wonderful Frenchman and we have a Florentine beagle who rules the household. Keep in touch with our adventures with your favorite glass of franciacorta or espresso!

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