Then there's the fact that everyone here is HUGE... ok so maybe not HUGE but all the women here are overweight. Everyone except BF's sister. She's super thin, thinner than me. And I'm pretty darned thin. But all of the neighbours keep asking BF's mother if I eat. I mean what's it to them if I eat or not? This small, no I correct myself, "TINY town mentality" is killer. I could never live here. Everyone talks about everyone else. The rumours that run around here are insane. I could tell so many stories about the rumours in these towns. The town I live in is small enough, being here is 100 times worse.
All of the people who used to live here immigrated outside of Italy, mostly to Germany or France. Some emigrated north, but everyone moved for work. There was nothing but fishing or olive farming to do here. So they moved. Bf was one of them. But why couldn't they have moved to Germany or France? I wouldn't be in the situation that I am. I'd probably have a house of my own by now and a decent paying job. (If I'd met bf that is). Ahh I'm just whining and being difficult, but these things do run through my mind.
In any case, while here I've thought of moving back to Canada and taking bf with me to see if he'd survive the culture shock as well as I did. Mostly because I think that there are better job opportunities and better money. It's something to think about.