An Italian Girl in Glasgow
The most asked question I’ve ever got from the moment I moved to Glasgow is “Why would you leave the country known for love, warm weather and good food for this?”
My name is Eleonora, I am 22, and I am Italian.
I moved to Scotland and this question is the first thing someone will ask me after the first 5 minutes of getting to know each other. Half of the time it would be while drinking a pint of Tennent’s and the asker pointing up at the cloudy sky that Glasgow is always covered of.
I decided to move to Scotland when I was 18. When I was in my last year of high school I got it all figured out and I knew I wanted to move somewhere I could bring the best of me and study the subject I love. I applied for universities across the UK without knowing if I could ever get in, but I ended up realising my dreams and getting here, now, in the rainiest city in the whole Country with this unconditional love for rain and Scotland.
The weather is bad. It rains a lot. It’s always cloudy, cold and it makes you miss the sun more than I’ve ever thought it would be possible. But it’s also perfect for focusing on yourself and on what you love, when you don’t need to worry about your AC being on the lowest temperature and you can spend time drinking hot tea while reading a book and looking outside at the grey skies.
The city is packed with people from different backgrounds, cultures, and social classes. Homelessness is a big issue that the Council has had to deal with for years. But the truth is that no matter what part of the world you come from, what culture, background, Glaswegians are welcoming, fun, and always ready to make you laugh and that’s the feeling you would get by walking down Sauchiehall Street on a busy Friday night. Even if most of the times, this means you might not find the friends you’re going to stick with for the rest of your life on that very night, you are definitely going to have the time of your life in the city, and there’s something comforting about that too.
The truth is that Italy has always been my home, but it never felt like it because I needed more. I need adventure, I need new people, new experiences and discover a whole new country on my own was the best idea I’ve ever come up with.
I have never stopped feeling like the luckiest girl in the world since the moment I set foot in Scotland.
The idea of living anywhere but Glasgow right now makes me feel sick in the stomach. Plus, the fact that my university life is coming to an end and this might happen makes it even more stressful.
Glasgow is so damn beautiful. It is not my first home, but it is certainly the first place I have ever considered my own. I got my first flat here, my first heartbreak, my first day at uni, my first hangover, my first call to the gas bill company and so many more things, and nothing will ever compare to this.
So my name is Eleonora, I am 22, I’m Italian, but I’m also Scottish at heart and I hope you’ll bear with me and my stories about my city, my world, because I can’t wait to let you be a part of it.