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Ginny's Year in Slovak Republic
(Some excerpts from Ginny's Blogspot blog) |
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It
occurs to me that today, I have been in Slovakia for exactly
four weeks. This span of time is usually considered a month,
although the calendar says that the one month aniversary of
my first full day in Slovakia will take place on Friday. So,
in honor of this occaision, let us have a recap:
Bratislava is radically different than Southwest Missouri.
It gets cold enough to need a sweatshirt in late August, has
REAL public transportation, has upteen kabillion parks and
cemeteries that are almost exactly like parks. Jana Krishna
is the most popular singer, Orange, T-Mobile, and O2 are the
only cell phone service providers, and flat is not existent.
The tv shows are all in Slovak or Czech, with the exception
of CNN and BBC, and English is not spoken outside the
classroom. School does not run from the same time to the
same time everyday, and there is no set lunch period.
Bratislava is the same as Southwest Missouri. Friends like
to get together and talk. Students get bored in class, and
don't always pay attention. Everyone has a cell phone.
Making friends with kids who have been together for four
years is tricky. Sitting on your own at lunch for the first
time since you had Solitary Lunch in fifth grade is God
awful. Making friends feels amazing. Twilight (Or I guess I
should say Súmrak) is popular.
All in
all: Bratislava is very different, and very similar at the
same time. It's a weird experience, but I'm slowly getting
myself accustomed to its quirks.
Some
changes to expect when I come home: A knowledge of how to
use public transportation, and sadly for Mom and Dad, a
fondness for texting. It's much cheaper for Beth and I to
text each other on our phones when we need to ask each other
something, or just want to talk than it is to actually call,
and since we're the ones forking over the euro.....
On
another note, I had my first škúsa (exam) Thursday. It's in
French. I spent half the night studying the Slovak
infinitives of a bunch of verbs I already know in English.
It made my head hurt. A lot. It was miserable! At least I
already knew all the conjugations...."
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Due to the fact
that I will be in the Tetras Mountains of Slovakia this
weekend, I'm going to be updating early!
I finally found the English speaking church, which actually
is within walking distance from my home here in Bratislava.
[...]
After we went to
church, we went to Aupark, one of the malls in Bratislava,
ate some lunch, and wandered a bit. We successfully got
there on our own, using the public transit system. After
Aupark, we went downtown, stopped by the place where you can
get international magazines, and went to Tesko so I could
get a folder for school. Yes, I actually need one. I'm
getting handouts in French and English, as well as the
occaisional copy of a math assignment from Niki.
Last night, we
had the Rotary meeting at the National Bank, which is run by
one of the Rotarians. It's a rather nifty place, and it was
cool to be able to see it. [...]
I have also managed to get hooked to a tv show here in
Slovakia. It is called
Cesko Slovenska Superstar. Basically, it's
American Idol for
Slovakia and the Czech Republic. I don't understand
everything that's said, but I still really like it. [...]
Here's a link to a YouTube video, featuring one of my
favorite auditions.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SoxxEq4aFgI [...]
School's going well. My English teacher is very fond of the
United Kingdom. I think Catriona would have more luck with
her. She asked me where my family was from before we were
American today, and was certain that the reason my English
was so good was because of my Scottish origins, because
Scotland is, after all,
almost England. [...]
I have my first
exam on Thursday. It's in French, on verb conjugations, so
I'm not too worried. I am
studying, though, mostly the subjunctive, and the Slovak
infinitives of the verbs so I can recognize them. Wish me
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Well, to start with,
we had a national holiday in Slovakia. The Saint's Day of
the Virgin Mary of the Seven Sorrows, whi is the Patron
Saint of Slovakia. Her Saint's Day is on the 15th of
September, and for my school, at least, marks the end of an
extremely long weekend. You see, my school saw no point in
bringing us to school on Monday, only to set us free again
on Tuesday. It worked out well, for Beth and I. For Carlos,
well, let's just say he was not so fortunate. He had school
on the 14th. Beth and I were a bit smug at the Rotary
meeting that night.
At any rate, the long weekend marked:
1. My learning of
how to get to Aupark, the really big mall here in
Bratislava, by myself. It's a nice thing to be able to get
there on my own, so I don't have to rely on Miša to drive me
there.
2. We went to Garulata, the ruins of this old Roman fort.
[...]
3. A very lovely
trip to Vienna. I went with Petra and her boyfriend to
the city on Tuesday. We saw a photography portrait
exhibition in one of the museums,[...]
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Friday was the
start of a new adventure. The
Rotarian Orientation
Meeting went from Friday evening until Sunday morning. So,
around 15:00 on Friday, Beth, Carlos, and I
piled into the back of Carlos' host parents' car, and were
driven to the lovely Slovak village of Strečno. The hotel we
invaded, er, well, more like conquered, was nice enough
[...] I believe the total headcount for the entirety of
District 2240, consisting of both the Czech and Slovak
Republics, was somewhere in the fifties, consisting of
students from the countries of Brazil, Mexico, Taiwan,
Japan, Canada, the United States, and Australia. The
breakdown according
to size was something like fifteen Mexicans, eleven Brazilians,
three Canadians, one Japanese, one Taiwanese, two Aussies,
and twenty-three Americans. [...] I became friends with
Misae and Sophia, the Japanese and Taiwanese students [...].
Other than making
new friends, we got to sit and listen to lectures that
most of us [...], go for a boat ride on the Váh River, and
see Strečno
Hrad, the Castle of Strečno.
The boat ride was so much fun! We had boat paddler/guides
who were wearing traditional dress, and told us amusing
stories and the like, and the Rotex (Former exchange
students who were organizing the weekend) translated for us.
I even got to paddle the boat and wear one of the
hats for a while!
Such fun, that.
The castle was also very cool. There were some amazing
views, and I took a lot of pictures. Or at least, I did
until my camera started to die on me. So irksome.
We also got to
have a dance, and while I did dance some in the beginning
[...] I wound up joining a group of people including Misae,
Beth, and some Americans named Tim, Jenn, and Alanah playing
Skip-Bo!, which, for those who don't know, is a long
cardgame, which, while not being perfect, is better than
dancing sometimes.
So, on Monday I
went to school, where I was to be presented to a classroom
full of new and strange people for the first time since I
was in, oh, let's say....
third grade.
Needless to say I was as nervous as all get out.
[See Ginny's blogspot
entry for details ...]
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On Sunday, I did
not go to church (we're still working on that one. Miša is
determined to find a church that has English services, or as
she puts it "mass". I think I'm going to be Catholic for a
year....)
First, we went to
the Danubiana art gallery. It's an art museum, with a
sculpture garden right on the Danube, near the Hungarian
border. The views are spectacular. You could just see the
amazing, positively ruined castle of the nearby village (the
last Slovakian village before you get to Hungary) in the
distance. So cool. At any rate, Petra and I got coffee at
the little gallery coffee shop before we left. Petra got a
latte of some variety, I got what is known as a Vienedská, a
coffee with a lot
of whipped cream, and a
lot of sugar. After eating about half the whipped
cream, mixing the rest into my coffee, and then mixing in
copious amounts of sugar from the table, I was actually
rather fond of it. See my high tolerence of the extremely
bitter drink. Maybe I should stick to mochas....
After that, Petra
and I went to Aupark, one of the three malls that I know of
in Bratislava. We went to a bookstore, and I, tired of
running through books at an incredibly fast pace, went for a
book I knew would
take me forever and a day: a copy of the complete
Lord of the Rings
novels. You know, one of those ridiculously huge things that
has all three books? I think it was a wise decision,
personally. In addition, I got a few articles of clothing,
and did a bit of a look around in two popular, and slightly
less expensive clothing stores. They're
definitely cheaper
than France, I must say!
After that, we went home. Fairly simple, no?
Today, however,
was a bit different. Today, you see, was my first Rotary
meeting. Such fun. Miša had deemed that, having gone with
her to the bus stop twice before, I clearly did not need her
to go with me to see me onto the bus. I said that I
thought I
remembered the way, hoping that she would see that "thought"
meant "about 90% sure, maybe actually 85% would be a better
number, that I remembered the way". I decided to leave at
about 5:30, which would give me about 10 minutes to get
slightly lost. Besides, I had a cell phone, I could call
Petra if I needed help.
Well, some of you who know me have anticipated the punchline:
I FINALLY find the bus stop at around 8:14, a
minute after the
8:13 bus left, and seven minutes before the next bus. [...]
I was about 25 minutes late, and showed up in the middle of
business. Brilliant. Five minutes later, Petra called me,
and I answered very, very quietly. Apparently, Miša had
called her in a total panic, because, while I had spoken to
her while I was on the bus to the meeting, she was still
horrified that I was lost in the city. Basically, Petra
called, made sure I was there, and told me to call her after
the meeting, and she would give me a ride home. I accepted
gratefully. I saw no need to get lost. Again. I felt
significantly better when someone else's phone went off
during the meeting, and when another Rotarian showed up even
later than I did.[...]
I got to meet my
counselor at the meeting. He's very nice, and I look forward
to getting to know him. I also met the other two exchange
students, Beth, who's from upstate New York, and Carlos,
who's from Mexico. I didn't get to talk to Beth very much;
her ride was already at the hotel, and she was leaving
pretty quickly, but Carlos and I talked for quite a while
outside the hotel, waiting for our rides. I am pleased to
report that yes, there were other people who came in not
knowing the required 300 word vocabulary. If Carlos and I
fail, we will fail together! This makes me happy. We spent
most of the ten minutes or so until Petra got there swapping
stories of how our first week had gone, comiserating on the
having little or no knowledge of Slovak level. I think he
and I are going to get along just fine.
That's about it. Petra and I drove home, explained to Miša
that I was really, really horrible about directions, and
figured out where I'd messed up (turns out, there's a set of
stairs that has a street crossing through the middle of it.
I only took the first half of the steps. Of course! So
simple! So... typical of me.) [...]
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Well. I've done
something that I didn't think was humanly possible: In less
than a week, I've been to...five countries. I started the
week in the US, spent about an hour or so in Germany at the
oh-so-irritating Munich airport, and roughly an hour
(including transit time to the border) in Austria. Then I
spent several days in Slovakia, obviously, and last night I
added our lovely neighbor to the east to the list: Hungary.
It worked out
like this: Petra invited me to dinner with her and a friend,
Lucia (pronounced Loo-tsi-a). I happily agreed. [See Ginny's
blogspot entry for details about the trip and the
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Well, the first
adventure in Bratislava occured Wednesday morning (also
known as "streda ráno", for those of you who have a keen
desire to learn Slovak), when Miša (my host mother) and I
went to one of the malls of Bratislava. This particular one
was called "Avion", due to its close proximity to the
Bratislava airport. At any rate, we went to the mall to get
a newspaper, make a stop at the post office, and to get a
sim card. So, we went in, and wandered around quite a bit,
going into various clothing stores (thus I learned the words
'nohavice' (pants) and 'rifle' (jeans) and had the words 'blouzka'
(blouse) and 'sveter' (sweater) fixed permently in my
brain), and then wandered over to Orange, the store where
you handle your phone. This is where we purchased the sim
card, whose name in Slovak escapes me at the moment. At any
rate, this sim card uses credit: right now, it has €10 on
it, and I'll need to purchase more when I run out. After
that, we got the newspaper, stopped in a petshop to look at
new collars for Mattes, and went to the post office to pay
the bills, I think by money order. At any rate, after that,
we went home. Pretty simple.
The next
adventure came that evening when Petra came to take me for a
walk around Old Town, which is the downtown district of
Bratislava. It's also the only part which didn't get smashed
up by the Communists. At any rate, it's not far from my
house, walking distance, actually. So, Petra and I went to
Old Town, and she showed me around. We got some ice cream
while we were there, and decided to head over to
Bratislava's beach. The beach is only there during the
summer, as it has to be set up every year. It's on the banks
of the Danube river, and it's a place where lots of people
hang out, and have a drink (both alcoholic and not) with
friends and family. Petra and I hung out there for a while,
then headed home.
Thursday (štvrtok)
morning brought forth a third adventure, when Miša took me
to see the Slavín memorial. It's the rough equivalent to the
American Tomb of the Unknown Soldier, although it's
dedicated to the 6,845 odd men who died liberating Slovakia
from the Germans. It has some amazing views of the entire
city!
After the Slavín,
we went to the Church of St. Mary of the Snow, and it's
little quarry chapel. It's beautiful, and so quiet. The cool
thing is, people have bought tiles and stones to thank Mary
for whatever blessing she's given them. The oldest one I saw
was from 1900!
At any rate,
fourth, and final, adventure is that I went to Old Town
again Thursday night, this time with Miša. Turns out, she
loves books as much as I do. We went into a bookstore that
had a decent selection of English books. Does it surprise
anyone that I purchased one? I
did try to get one
I don't have at home, and it's paperback.... So, Miša and I
walked around for quite a while, looking at monuments, and
listening to a Jewish band that had a concert that night,
before taking the elektrocar home. The elektrocar is how
I'll be getting to school everyday. Well, I should say we
"tried" to take it to our stop. Turns out, it was late
enough that the elektrocar wasn't on its usual route, so we
got off a bit further away than we wanted, but it wasn't
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Well, here I am!
I'm finally in the lovely city of Bratislava, after spending
a grueling day and a half (I'm probably exaggerating) in
various airports all over the place. ... [See Ginny's
blogspot entry for the tale of her travels]
The first thing I
noticed was pretty simple: there are
mountains here! I
mean, I knew there would be, but I've only seen mountains
one other time in my life, and let me tell you, the
mountains of Utah have nothing on the mountains of Slovakia.
Petra has informed me that my "mountains" aren't really
considered mountains, just large hills. They're still
awesome, and I still love them. Bratislava is actually
situated on one of them. So cool!
The family lives
in a pretty good sized house in one of the best
neighborhoods in Bratislava. It is close to the house of
Parlement, the castle, and downtown. Petra says I probably
won't have to use public transportation for much besides
getting to school, because I can just walk downtown! When we
arrived, Miša as I am to call her, was waiting for us along
with their insane but loveable dog, Mattes, and we had
lunch, which was a chicken noodle soup, of sorts, and
huloški and perkelt. Huloški (assuming I've spelled it
correctly) is... well, it's almost like this mix between a
dumpling and noodles. You can't really explain it. Perlt is
a sauce, containing cream, spices, and chicken. It's
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I'm
going to write about how the preparations are going.
Learning Slovak.... I can count, say the days of the
week, say the names of most family members, and a few other
things, like "Ahoj! Volám sa Ginny, ako sa máte?", otherwise
known as "Hi! My name is Ginny, how are you?"
Read: Yeah. I need to study more. A
lot more. ...
I've been in touch
with my host family, or, more specifically, my host sister,
Petra. She seems really cool, and she did the exchange
program ten years ago, when she went to Michigan. I'm really
excited, and seriously looking forward to meeting her! Can't
wait, can't wait, can't
wait!! |
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