September 22 (DAY 582) 
I noticed only yesterday, but it seems that September 22 date is a quite recurrent in my life abroad.
On September 22, 2004 I left for Spain to Valencia, unaware of everything 'that I would change my life in the next year Erasmus. If I think about it now, still burst out laughing and I wonder how I managed my body to support those times
On September 22, 2009 started working as Marketing Coordinator for Agresso.
On 22 September 2010, today, I celebrate my eighteen months in Australia. Begins to be older my Australian experience, we are far from that February 15, 2009, when I left to fulfill my dream Bardolino cangurotto.
I'm a little 'excited as I write this post: Ten minutes ago I sent an email to all my colleagues, announcing my departure, and I have already' responded three e-mail that I was genuinely moved.
I look back, a year ago, it was my first real day of work Australia: I had not slept the night, I was agitated and worried. I was still living in Bondi Junction, in the house of spiders. Now I'm here, the same desk, looking at the Harbour Bridge, a view that I'll never 'more' in my life, ready to pack up all my things and leave Friday '.
E 'was a great experience, amazing in some ways, repetitive in others, you probably can not currently capture all the positives that will surely recognize' in the future.
Getting in a multinational interact with only Australians know well that wonderful person that 's my head, lunch breaks with the sandwich brought from home and then sleep half an hour on the bench near the Bay, conferences, travel to Brisbane, the not-understand the choices of the CEO (I still difficulties' ah ah), the Beer O'Clock, dinner before returning to Italy where I am a colleague and my boss ubriachissimi we were, the ropes hold me over until the last day of the CEO.
's over, from Monday' is an unemployed, again: D
Sara 'wake up and feel strange at home, I even told my tenant that I might wake up' in the morning at 7, shower, dress and away from somewhere to eat breakfast reading the newspaper disguising my work situation, and then go home at 6 o'clock, as people who do not have the courage to report the dismissal in the family.
Avro 'a lot free time. And I'll have 'the three or four months that I have tentatively given to find a job otherwise, I will return' in Europe.
Honestly I am very afraid of 'Italy, the news that there's not positive, so' as relating to Spain would be my favorite destination.
But I also think that in life you never know, which is often 'too good to be surprised at how incredibly successful and propose ways and nuances you never thought you could meet in this great journey.
About traveling, I have just returned from a wonderful holiday, by which I'm having goose bumps now thinking about the wonderful places visited along the Great Ocean Road, Kangaroo Island and Adelaide. But that 's another post, I promise.
With so many other issues, including the new tenant and the course of my campaign
. Today I just wanted to stop and remember this working year: exciting. Stay tuned
Alberto
