Monday, August 25, 2008

Getting into the swing of things




Well things are coming along well here. We are finished with our second day of orientation - and I have mastered the Hungarian language. Just kidding. We have been working with two native Hungarians, one on "every day stuff" and one on Hungarian language. I am determined to learn the language if it kills me. It's intimidating though, since there are different rules, word order and vowel harmony. I even tried on our boat tour tonight to ask for a drink in Hungarian and the guy said back to me "you're better off using English" even though I totally rocked the "I'm thirsty, could I please have a beer." I mean why cut me off if I'm trying the languge? REALLY?

I have been learning a lot about the Hungarian people as well. They are pessimistic by nature, as should be the case after having been conquered over and over and over again... there was a story they told us yesterday about a man who lived in the same village for his whole life, and yet he'd been a citizen of 5 different countries. I mean really. They are always expecting the worst, because if something good happens, something terrible is about to follow - as history has repeated itself here over and over again. We were also told some interesting things about a meer smile. If you (as a woman) smile at a man and say "no" or "no I don't want to go out with you" despite what comes out of your mouth, the smile means you are interested. By that token, I think I have about 22 boyfriends. At the same time, we were told that if you smile while here, Hungarians will wonder what the hell is so good about your life that you are able to smile about things... and not care for your company. They are very interesting people. They have to work more than one job to make ends meet, and even then, they have NO money. So, I'll be making about (funny thing, I'm looking for the dollar sign on the keyboard, and there isn't one here...) 650 dollars a month, and it's heaps more than the local people are making. They are heavily taxed, and they have rent to pay for. Neither of which applies to me. Additionally, they as a country are the only people paying back the debts owed from the pre-communist era and from the Soviet rule, so a lot of their money goes toward paying that off. The parents typically use 50% of their take home pay to support their children, and over 65% of their income is paid back to the government in taxes. No wonder they are pessimists. With the recent Georgia/Russia situation, the attitude here is "well of course we'll be invaded, it's what the Russian's do" - so even though the actual threat level of a Russian invasion is minimal, the attitude is that it is inevitable. Luckily I'll be on the west side of the country - an easy train ride out to Bratislava or Vienna.

Last night Jake and I walked over to the Pest side of the river and just familiarized ourselves with the popular part of town. They have a magnificant Basilica- where I attended two weddings on Saturday afternoon- it was interesting. I was not invited or anything, but i decided to go in and hang out for a while. It's very popular to get married at the Basilica, so there were more brides waiting outside to have their turn once the other weddings finished. The outfits of the guests were something to see for sure. Everthing from Lake street hooker to Ann Taylor like formal dresses. There were also several ladies in "hats" but they were more like feather tiaras. It was interesting.

We then had dinner at a little Greek place that was showing the Hungarian/American water polo match. The food was excellent!!! Don't worry, I'm warming up to the idea of goulash and porkolot (both traditional Hungarian dishes) but I have 10 months for that crap. On a similar note, the largest minority here are Chinese, so there are many Kinai (chinese) places to eat - which is cool.

We walked back across the river at night- which was beautiful- and we were exhausted when we returned. Today we had a long orientation day and then Regan, Laura, Steve and I took a night time Danube tour. It was perfect - the weather was great and there was narration about the buildings along the Danube.

I'm warming to the idea of spending 10 months in another country- especially since we have met a lot of the teachers who were here last year, and they loved it. However, I feel somewhat secure at this point because I am surrounded by native English speakers. I know that that won't be the case for very long - and that frightens me a bit. Thankfully, I have met lots of people who are going to be all over the country, so I'll have places to go on the weekends to visit my new "friends." Additionally, I am only about 45 minutes out of Budapest in my town, so one of these weekends, I'll make it back to ride the funicular up to the top of castle hill.

The orientation has been so intense that we don't have much time to get around and enjoy the city, but it has been interesting information. I have learned a lot already -and the language teacher is really dynamic and teaches in a really neat way, so even if you are lost - you can somewhat follow along. Perhaps thats what our Burnsville kids say about their language teachers? Or even history teachers :)

At any rate, I am feeling better day by day about my decision, though I know the homesickness is going to settle in soon. I also am realizing that I am at "home" at our little hostel that doesn't have toilet paper or water that actually makes it up the shower hose all the way- but in a few days, I'll be shipped off to scenic Tata to start over again, this time on my own. Yeesh.

More later... miss you all.

Carla

P.S. I won't be able to get any pictures on here anytime soon because it's a public computer and I can't very well download them to this machine - but I should have some in the next few weeks I hope.

Saturday, August 23, 2008

I - and all my luggage- am here!!!


Well I have survived a VERY long commute to scenic Budapest. It was a tough trip at first, the last goodbyes to the parents was tough- they have done a lot to get me here, and without their support, and sometimes their checkbook, I wouldn't have had this opportunity, so thanks guys.

The flights weren't bad, just tedious. MSP to Chicago 1hr, Chicago to Munich 8.5hrs. Munich to Budapest 1 hr. I arrived on time, and with all four of my checked bags. Don't ask me how I managed to get all this crap through the airport and out to my ride BY MYSELF - I know, I know "you packed it, you haul it" is the mantra I've been taught, but whatever. Luckily my - incredibly smart- mom gave me one of those clasp things to connect one bag and the carryon, and I pushed the rest on a cart. I was quite a site that's for sure. When Mary came to greet me, she said that we were waiting for one other person, Tara. Tara strolled in with two duffle bags, both "almost at 23kg" (WHICH IS LESS THAN 50 LBS). The cab driver gave us the once over but decided that he could fit everything in, and he did.... phew. Unfortunately he dropped us off at the wrong place. Now, we're staying at a place called "Hostel Hill" - so imagine where we were dropped off... the bottom of the hill. OK, not really the bottom, but at the base of a large staircase that brought us up to our hostel - so all 300 lbs of luggage and I schlepped up the stairs. Only to find out that there is of course a driveway that will bring you to the front door. YEESH... the whole time I was chanting "you packed it, you haul it." Lesson learned... yeah right. I met a few of the "veteran" teachers upon my arrival and they helped me get my things up to my room- and then I relaxed for a bit.

I decided to check out the town after about an hour in my room, and walked across the river to the "touristy" part of Pest. Budapest was originally two cities, Buda and Pest, and they eventually grew together to form one large city - for those of you wondering the etymology of the word....

I was surprised that I was as awake as I was, but I think I was just really excited to get here. Sadly, I did stop at a Burger King for a diet coke instead of anywhere authentic - I had been up too late to jump right in.

I love the "tourist" areas of major cities. It's a showing of the country's finest crap to sell to dumb strangers. All of the stalls are exactly the same, selling the same shit for the same prices. How do they all make it? For those of you who know me, I did not buy ANYTHING - yet. I figured this is not going to be my last trek into Budapest since I am less than an hour away. I did stop at an outdoor cafe to have a beer at the end of my sightseeing adventure. I was in the middle of the pedestrian mall surrounded by people selling their crap, but this particular bar/cafe had two large flat screen tv's showing the olympics - and it had been a good 30 hours since I had seen anything, so I figured I'd check it out. The sign outside also said, "buy one, take away two" (must be the Hungarian version of two for ones).

I want to close this post with my list of first impressions and things learned in my first 24 hours here...

-water bottles with a blue top are charged water, water bottles with a pink top are not.
-the 80's are alive and well in Budapest, from frosted jeans to frosted hair, neon colors to shirts --with large English sayings on them
-even if you think you're being sneaky trying to get on a random hotel's computers, someone knows you AREN'T supposed to be there
-120 forint (less than a dollar) is not worth it to use the bathrooms in the "tourist area"
-I'm going to learn to love peppers (paprika - peppers- are like their own major food group here)
-I'm not going to learn to love the things kids will wear to school... yeesh.
-the city is a bit dirty, but it's probably mostly foreigner's crap
-trying to buy a hairdryer is NOT an easy feat
-I wish I was fluent in the language so I didn't feel like such a d-bag


I'll write more later!

Thursday, August 7, 2008

packing... actually, contemplating packing...

Well, I've begun the daunting task of packing for a trip of enormous magnitude.  I started with shoes... for any of you who know me well, I am a shoe whore.  Well, I started with 12 pair, and narrowed it down to 16 pair.  Can this be happening?  I get to bring two suitcases, at 50lbs each.  I think I've already decided to just suck it up and pay the extra fees to go up to 75lbs each.  That's 150 lbs of luggage, and yet - it still doesn't seem like enough.  Not to mention, I have a "carry-on" which is my smallest suitcase.  Yes - I'm going to be one of those people who brings a huge carry-on bag, not to mention my "purse" which is my big backpack.  I had all kinds of curriculum things I was going to bring, but those are going to go by the way-side as I focus on things of more importance, like several pair of shoes and jeans.  

If you have any advice on how to become a minimalist in two weeks, please let me know!