Getting back to work sucks

Don't get me wrong, I like my work, my colleagues, my new city. But.... going from having problems like, should we go to Chiaia di Luna, which has a nice sandy beach, but packed with people or to the Fontone, which have rocks, and only few people. To being squeezed by an angry nun, a hungover Romanian and a skinny Italian woman all looking like they wanted to use me as a rug to step on, in the metro, cannot not be anything but a bit hard. The public transportation got back in gear, and the time when you have to really push people just to get into the metro has arrived again. But it brought me to work.

When I arrived at work, the problem I left for holiday, wasn't solved by it self. And my project manager had some very good arguments about what I should do now. So back to the normal life, even the weather sympathizes in being gray, with only 27 degrees, but so humid, that it is impossible to tell whether the washed close is wet or just humid.

Have a nice monday.