Sunday, May 31, 2015

Day One - the language barrier


Buna ziua! I'm going to have Romanian down solid by the time I'm back in the States. A big thank you to the American Councils program to placing me in a home stay with a non-English speaking Moldovan! In all seriousness, Francesca, my home stay mom, has a very basic understanding of English, so this past twenty four hours has been beyond hilarious. We both can't help but laugh at the hilarity of this situation as week each admit defeat and ramble in our own native tongues. Along with the Romanian language, I have learned patience and the power of hand gestures. Honestly they really should have sent a film crew in, Francesca and I look absolutely ridiculous waving our hands and babbling in hopes that one of the two has a language break through.  It took me four years of classes to learn basic Spanish, but it will probably take me about a week to have Romanian down solid.

Today in a nutshell (I'll try to keep it brief)
1. Bread with chocolate is a common breakfast meal... as is this strange potato soup thing calls Bors.
2. The women here dress to impress. Honestly their ability to navigate the cracked cobblestone sidewalks in their outrageous heels was quite a feat.
3. When Moldovans take pictures, they literally never smile. Today at the park I saw countless families, couples, and teens stare straight faced while taking a picture.. it was quite bizarre.
4. Pedestrians do not have the right of way. I've learned to cross cautiously and quickly.
5. Moldova isn't touristy. I sort of knew that going into this, but It isn't hard to see past the well dressed people and fancy cars that the infrastructure of the country is falling apart and it's really quite poor.

Regardless, I am really happy to be here in Moldova and try out life as a foreigner.




The view from my homestay apartment. I could probably throw a stone and hit the American Embassy if I tried. 

Arch at the very front of Central Park 



 Central park fountain and prime people watching location




 The shady streets of Chisinau. The city is quite small, but very green.  


 American Councils building where I do weekly check ins. 




Saturday, May 30, 2015

And we're here

It's honestly hard to wrap my head around that idea that this time yesterday I was just leaving my home on the way to Moldova. A full day of travel later (10 hour flight to Istanbul, a killer layer over, and quick hour flight to Chisinau) I am completely exhausted, yet I already feel more worldly. I've found already that Moldovians are very friendly people. They were always quick to strike up a conversations at the airport and on the plane, and even help us with our pathetic attempt at Romanian.  We final got down the phrases "multumesc" (thank you), "vĂ¢ rog" (please), and "Noapte Buna" (goodnight), so we are basically fluent.



My first moments out of the country ever... 



Making friends in Istanbul!

Running into American friends in Istanbul!

We weren't crazy about the flight food..

takeoff in Istanbul 



There were a lot of tears leaving Istanbul... (turn your volume up)



and we finally made it! 

Monday, May 25, 2015

Why We Travel

"We travel, then, in search of both self and anonymity --- and, of course, in finding one we apprehend the other"

http://www.goliards.net/Why%20We%20Travel.htm

Sunday, May 17, 2015

T-12 Days

So here's my sad attempt at blogging!

I leave for Moldova in less than 12 days and will try my best to keep in touch and send post cards (send me your addresses @ mwesinmoldova@gmail.com and I will absolutely send you a post card )
I'm not entirely sure how great my ability to text/skype/email will be, but hopefully I'll be able to keep anyone who is legitimately curious posted with this blog. But maybe not... who knows, wish me luck