When I began my internship, my boss had a very structured schedule for each day of each week that I’m in London. I had a complex list of different areas of marketing that I would help the company with. But after I was invited by the company owner to join in on a social media workshop, my boss and the company owner discovered that I know how Facebook works. I put together a presentation to show them what the company could do better in the area of social networking, and they basically scratched the rest of my set schedule to put me in charge of social networking instead.
So I’ve been spending most of my time at work lately on Facebook, and even though it’s now in my job description, it’s a little difficult for me to be productive when I’m required to be on the website that is home to my friends’ vacation pictures. Either way, I’m very proud to be in charge of the large project of revamping the company’s social media presence. I’ve been given a lot of responsibility for someone who has only been working for a couple of weeks.
In between hours at the internship, I had a chance to take a trip to Italy over our long weekend. I took off with three friends for Venice for two days, followed by Florence for another two days. Venice was unlike any city I have ever seen, and I could not stop thinking about what it would be like to live there and use a boat to get around everywhere instead of a car. I can’t imagine how great it would be to have the ability to casually drive a boat on over to Burano for lunch or through the Grand Canal after dinner.
A two hour train ride later and we were in Florence, which the Italians call “Firenze,” a word that I was not able to successfully pronounce in my entire stay in the city. Florence was enormous, and the highlight was our hike to the top of the Duomo. The climb through the inner workings of the dome was both claustrophobic and oven-like, but it was absolutely worth it. We spent at least an hour at the top — the longest consecutive amount of time on the trip without any of us eating gelato. From the top we could see everything from the mountains in the north to the castles in the south, and we had a bird’s eye view of everything in between.
Although it was hard to leave Italy, it wasn’t so tough knowing that my return destination is London. No matter where I go, it’s always wonderful to come back and see Big Ben looming in the skyline. We’re halfway through the program and I’m already beginning to feel the crunch of trying to fit everything in before I leave. I’ll be sad to leave the city, but until then, I’ll have plenty to keep me busy.