Recap of my "career" abroad, for whose of you, who missed the regular updates. In 2010, I left Italy for the first Viennese experience (here it is when I arrived and when I left). In 2013, I moved to Brussels (impressions upon arrival and departure). Finally, the joy to come back to Vienna. And now? The research project that has brought me back and has funded me for the past three years is over, but I understood that I don't want to leave this city.
The dome of the NHM |
I didn't have time to think much about "what to do next", because in between I was invited for a job interview (in German) and... I got the position, starting now! A job as scientist and curator at the Natural History Museum of Vienna! There is still a probation time, but I hope I'll be confirmed. You cannot imagine how excited I am. It is a bit like being in a pastry shop for a greedy kid. Heaven. I'll work in a building that is more than a century old, with a collection that is much older. I believe, I'm the only Italian working in the museum, I don't know if I'm also the first, although there are other "foreigners" among the employees, mostly from Germany. Well, I still come from an ex-colony of the empire... I must admit that the experience in Brussels has contributed to obtain this position.A bit longer than 10 yrs after my PhD, 9 1/2 years after moving abroad, I got a permanent position, which means that I don't have to restart my life somewhere else every 2-3 yrs, unless I want it. This time, I don't need to organize a farewell party and saying goodbye to my friends and former colleagues. I have the opportunity to stay in Vienna, my new home. This doesn't mean that I'll sit tight, not advancing anymore. I have plans, also in academia, on parallel, but with the security of a permanent position. And I'll continue playing music. It is a part of me that here is accepted and even appreciated.
Now, it's time to update the list of the good and bad characteristics of the city. There are still musical trains, perhaps less telephone booths, the selection of cakes is always impressive, and my weekends are very often booked. In the meantime, they learned to fill sandwiches, but not to distribute along an half-full train, church- and TV-taxes are present, perhaps smoking will be forbidden at last, but you can still be killed by a "Dachlawine" and left speechless by dialect terms. The number of mad people seem to have increased in the last years, but those dangerous are limited. The climate is changing, hotter in summer and less snow in winter, but the city administration is taking action to mild the effects on the population. In conclusion, I can definitely live with the few things I don't like in Vienna. Nobody is perfect! (cit.)