Monday, February 25, 2008

Going on a trip this weekend....

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Hey everyone!
I hope you all had a good weekend. Mine was kinda bland.....I didn´t really do anything and it was rainy outside, so it made me want to stay inside. But now I am so sick of being inside!

The good news is that this week we have a puente! For those of you that don´t know, the Day of Andalucia is this Thursday, and it is an official holiday in the south of Spain. When a holiday falls on a Thursday, the Spanish government makes the following day a holiday as well, connecting the holiday to the weekend. So a puente (¨bridge¨ in English) is essentially a long weekend. I think this is the 3rd or 4th puente that has occurred in 5 months!
One of my coworkers, Lola, has invited me to go to her village during the puente in Extremadura. Extremadura is an autonomous community above Andalucia. The distance is about 400 km from Seville. I am very excited to see her village and the area, as Extremadura is known for its beautiful nature. We will also be stopping in the town of Cáceres, a UNESCO World Heritage site. The town is very old and has been inhabited since 25 BC. I have included some pictures of Cáceres and Extremadura so you can get an idea of what I will be visiting this upcoming weekend.
I hope to take lots of pictures, though I am waiting for a memory card to come in the mail.....and P.S. Aunt Dottie, I plan on taking Stanley so I will have some pictures for you soon.....IF i get that memory card from my Mom, that is......

Anyway I´m at school right now.....the bell is going to ring soon.
I´ll write more later!

P.S. Shoutout to my bro-in-law, Frank. Happy (belated) birthday!!!!

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Varias fotos


(above) sunset view from my apartment's roof
(below) My friends James (from England) and Yair (from Israel) in their most serious poses

(below) James and his signature pose

(below) a night view from the roof of my apartment. See La Giralda lit up?

(below) a church courtyard in my neighborhood. gotta love those orange trees!

(below) my street, calle Imperial.





*shout out to Janneke Jegen....these are the pics she took when she visited me last month.

Friday, February 22, 2008

This made my day....

On Wednesday morning one of my 11 year-old students came up to me and handed me a handmade, belated birthday card. On the inside she wrote:

Hello!!!
Happy birthday already you are one year more old woman!
I hope that you like this small detail, and that give you many things.
That you are very nice and I wait to be the year that comes again with you.
My group of friends calls "Lollipops".
I love you very much as friend in!

Many kisses of candy.
Signed:
Soraya

I'm not exactly sure what the Lollipops thing is about, though I'm assuming that's what her group of friends calls themselves. Nonetheless, I was incredibly touched by it. I hung it up on my wall and look at it everyday and smile.

P.S. One of my favorite classes, 3-B, sang me happy birthday really loudly, first in English, then in Spanish. Then they all patted me on the back and started chanting my name really loud. And pounding the table. Then they started doing the wave, while still yelling. It was pretty hilarious.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Clarification on " A Note on Americanism"

I just talked to my Dad, and he said "so you know if someone is American if they smile at strangers on the street or if they apologize often? Are Spaniards so unfriendly then?" My answer: absolutely not. Spainards are wonderful, warm and exciting people.
But I was referring to the "over-saying-you're-sorry" complex. Think about how many times you say "I'm sorry" everyday. For things you can't even control.
The general Spanish notion is that Americans waaaay overuse the phrase "I'm sorry" or "excuse me". There is a great example from exploreseville.com where the author says:

In terms of the difference between Spain and the U.S. I always think of my trips to the grocery while visiting home. Almost everyone who walked by me in the U.S. while I stared at the selection on the shelves said "excuse me". But why? I'm here shopping and certainly coming within 2-3 feet of me doesn't warrant an apology.

It's true! Americans use "I'm sorry" too much. And I am (perhaps was) a great example of that. I would apologize for knocking over a book that was 10 feet away from you. Heck, I even apologized to my own reflection once when I bumped into a mirror! (Jill Hartsock, you remember that one!!! :)) In the Spaniard's mind, however, even brushing up against someone in a public place is a normal thing and doesn't merit an "I'm sorry". I have begun to adopt this mentality.

This is not to say that I go around body-checking everyone I see without saying anything. But a little harmless, unintentional body contact is expected from day-to-day life.....why apologize for it 100 times a day and dilute the meaning of it?

Dealing with Homesickness

Homesickness is something that happens to everyone who travels. Even the most valient and adventurous of travelers misses home from time to time. It's normal, expected, and (almost always) curable.
I myself have had to deal with bouts of homesickness, but perhaps (so far anyway) on a lesser level than some other people. I think this is due to the fact that I have spent the past several years pouring over books about different cities and countries, talking my head off to anyone that would listen about my travel aspirations, always imagining myself to be in some exotic locale. So the fact that I am actually here in Spain, living the Seville life, is somewhat of a relief to me. My dreams are being fulfilled. And usually that thought alone is enough to keep me content.
However, as great as expatriate life can be, the truth is that it can be very lonely at times. For me this is most apparent in the mornings. As I am making my daily trek to the train station at sunrise*, I pass by many mothers and fathers taking their children to work. They are holding hands, walking down the tiny cobblestone streets together. At that moment I feel so far away from my family and my friends, who are no doubt sound asleep at the other corner of the world.
I also, admittedly, got a brief but intense bout of homesickness the day after my birthday this past weekend. I couldn't explain why, but I just really wanted to be back in Iowa on that day, more than anything else. These feelings can make one feel very frustrated and powerless.
But one of the great things about being independent is that you realize just how strong you really are as a person. I was able to talk myself out of my de-funkt feelings, and now I feel fine. I know that some other day a bout of homesickness will come along, but I'll be ready.

Some tips for those abroad who experience a bout of homesickness:

1. Reconnect with your home culture. Usually calling an old friend or family member helps. Those who know you the best are usually able to cheer you up. The day after my birthday talked to my friend John Compton in Alaska, and even though we talked for only a few minutes, I felt much better afterwards.
Another idea is to watch a movie or show from back home. I do this when I am craving American culture. Websites like sidereel.com and alluc.org have TONS of movies and t.v. shows that you can watch streaming (and FREE!) from your computer.

2. Go for a walk. This is so simple, but my goodness it works. When I am homesick, I force myself to take a walk through the city. I walk by the Cathedral, stroll through the Gardens of Murillo, or pass by the park by the Guadalquivir River. Seeing the magic, beauty, and exoticism of the city that I live in reminds me of exactly why I am here, and why I have fought so hard to be here. Plus the fresh air and exercise will leave you feeling revived.

3. Get creative. Some of the most creative ideas, stories or pieces of art are spawns of feelings of frustration or sadness. So break out that journal or sketchbook, and pour your feelings out on paper. It is incredibly theraputic, and its also interesting to go back later and see just exactly what you were experiencing at that moment.

4.. Engage with your local crew. Sometimes when you are homesick you want to hole yourself up in your room and mope. When you've done that for half an hour, call your local friends! Explain to them how you are feeling. If they are from a foreign country too, chances are they understand where you are coming from. And its always comforting to know that you have friends that are there (in town) if you need someone to talk to.

5. Do something new! Take this opportunity to distract yourself with something fun and interesting that you've wanted to do. Been meaning to see that new art collection at the local museum? Go see it! Always wanted to try out an Arabic bathhouse? Go do it! Usually the satisfaction of experiencing something new will give you a renewed sense of adventure.

6. Realize that it is a phase and it will pass. It will. I promise. Hey, we are all human. We are not robots who are able to forget about the people and places that make our lives so special. It is normal to have aches for home, but they will wax and wane. And it gets better over time. Just remind yourself why you are here in the first place. And remind yourself that you will be home again, and when you do reunite yourself with your loved ones, the reunion will be oh so sweet.




*The sun rises very late in Spain....about 8am.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

A note on Americanism....

In my travels, I have come to notice that each country I have visited has two cultures- the country's own culture and the American culture that has permeated their society. From Bulgaria to Costa Rica I have been bombarded with McDonalds, Pizza Hut, Subway, KFC, Starbucks....the list goes on and on. And the places are always busy. There is almost always a long line at the Burger King in Plaza Compana when I pass by. In all honesty I try to stay away from those places. I have only been to Burger King once and Starbucks once, and I don't plan on going again. I prefer to stick with local food and drink. When I am back home, I can have a McDonald's cheeseburger anytime I want, but I won't be able to eat delicious jamón ibérico from Sevillian pigs. And while a caramel frapuccino might sound tempting, to me there is nothing better than the cafe con leche Jorge makes me every morning at the school bar. And it only sets me back 75 cents!
Another is holidays. Halloween isn't a Spanish holiday, but every year it is celebrated by more and more people. And Christmas! Santa Claus is an American character, not a Spanish one. In Spain, gifts are given by the Three Kings on January 6th. But you still see Santa Claus figures around! And Christmas trees aren't done in Spain. Instead, people do belenes (Nativity Scenes). But there are more and more people every year who put a Christmas tree in their house.
Of course, American movies and television are popular as well here. Lost, Desperate Housewives, the Simpsons, Family Guy, House....they are all well-known here. But in Spain all foreign shows and movies are dubbed, which i HATE. I cannot stand it when the words don't match the movements of their mouth. I also don't like that Friends' Rachel's voice isn't, in fact, Jennifer Aniston. Thus, I rarely watch Spanish television.
From my conversations with various Europeans, I have gathered that the saturation of American culture is in ways a blessing, but also a curse. On one hand, many people appreciate the high quality of entertainment that comes from the US and the fact that it is readily available to them. On the other hand, the global prominence of American culture has in some ways diluted the original culture. It's something interesting to think about......
I myself am always shocked by it. I don't come to other countries to eat and shop at places that I could at home. I am in a different country to learn about that country, and try local things. If I delved myself in all things American while in Spain, then why would I be here? Why wouldn't I just go home?

But maybe part of this American permeation of culture is due to the increasing number of North American expatriates working and living abroad. In Seville, in any given moment, there are 10,000 Americans in the city. Working, studying, traveling. That's a lot. And it's very apparent too. I have recently seen tons of Americans in town. I can instantly spot one of my own countrymen. These are the dead giveaway signs:

1. North Face jacket
2. Not wearing a jacket at all in February, in fact you are wearing a tank top and sandals at night.
3. Talking really loud and saying "like, like, like" all the time.
4. Sweatshirt and sweatpants combo.
5. Baseball caps. Especially backwards.
6. Anyone who is in an outdoor cafe and puts their feet up on another chair.
7. Apologizing for brushing up against someone; smiling at passerby.

There's more I think but these are the principal ones I can think of.

In all honesty though, I don't have much contact with Americans. Diana, my American co worker, is actually the only American that I interact with. This is intential though. I am here to gain a better understanding of foreign language and culture, so I prefer to hang out with locals and other foreigners. On any given day, i communicate with people from France, Brazil, Germany, England, Israel, Spain, Holland, Morocco and Lebanon. And I love it. Learning about other cultures really is fascinating.
That being said, living in a foreign country for an extended amount of time has made me appreciate my homeland even more. There are things that I sorely miss: my family and friends (Tina!), big open spaces, the smell of my house, the smell of fresh cut grass, Oscar (my former dog), free refills on soda, stores that actually have shoes in my size, DRIVING, chicken wings, 24 hour stores, really spicy food, Oasis Hummus, anything my Mom or sister cook/bake, taking baths, a COMFORTABLE bed!

So a final note on Americanism.....its everywhere. But my advice when traveling in foreign cultures is to step out of that American shadow and try local foods, stores and activities. Try to communicate with locals and not limit yourself to what seems familiar to you. By delving into the culture and "going local", you will be supporting local businesses and get a real taste of the host culture.....

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Seville pics....from when Jans was here


(above) Quaint houses in the Jewish Quarter of Seville (La Juderia)
(below) me and my hair at one of my favorite bars in Seville, El Rinconcillo.
It's the oldest bar in Seville (from the 1600s) and has the world's best ham. Notice all of the pig
legs hanging from the ceiling. You see that EVERYWHERE.

(below) Isn't Seville colorful?

(below) The lush gardens of the Alcazar. It's like a dream world
that Alcazar. And since i'm a "resident", i get in FREE! :)





(above) A view of Seville from the top of La Giralda.


See the bullring?


(below) Me hiding in a ginormous tree in the Gardens of Murillo



(below) me in the Alcazar, an Arabic/Mudejar palace in Seville



(below) sweet Mudejar architecture in the Alcazar











(above) 4am poses with Janneke in La Alfalfa. Notice my






cool new leather jacket from Berlin. :)






(below) myself and Yair, my good Israeli friend and arguably






one of my most favorite people i've met in Seville







(below) me playing around with some gargoyle on my street.







(below) Janneke chillin' at the Plaza de Espana.






Star Wars: Attack of the Clones was shot here.

Some photos of Holland and Berlin....


(above) typical houses in Amsterdam
(below) me in front of the Reichstag in Berlin.
Adolf Hitler gave some speeches here.


(below) Janneke and I in front of remains of the Berlin Wall.

(below) Amsterdam....man I LOVE this city!

(below) Christmas at Janneke's house. The guy in the bowtie is
Janneke's dad.

i'm back, baby!

hey everyone!
I AM FINALLY WRITING ON MY BLOG AGAIN! Man, its been awhile. But I tell ya, I have a renewed interest in blogging NOW THAT I HAVE A CAMERA AGAIN! As some of you might remember, my camera was stolen in December. Well, my parents sent me a birthday package (my birthday is this saturday, the 16th) and among the contents was a brand new digital camera! Thank you thank you THANK YOU, Mom and Dad! I love you! Also, thank you for the shoes, candy, trashy gossip magazines, and easy mac! Seriously, you guys, you have NO idea how wonderful it is to get something from back home. it makes my week to get something from the US. THanks again! :)
Also thank you to all those who have been sending me cards for my birthday....shout outs to Aunt Thelma, Aunt Dottie, Edith (aka "Edna") Deb Miller, Madison and Will, Em and Frank, Mom and Dad, of course.....

Anyway, things have been going good. Last week I was very sick. I thought i had meningytis because i had a very high fever for almost 3 days and my neck hurt so bad, i could hardly move it. but what do ya know? i'm better now and back to loving life again.

Things are going good with my roommates. My Brazilian roommate Marco is working hard on his Law thesis for his doctorate. Kaya, my german roommate, left today for Thailand and Japan. For 2 months. By himself. Just because. Funny, my french roommate, just finished her exams and went home to France for a little R&R....she came back yesterday.

I myself haven't done any traveling since Christmas. I plan on staying here for awhile, although i may go to Portugal in March.

I am very excited because my lovely parents are jumping the pond in late May to come and see me! I am so happy that i will have the opportunity to show them my life here. I think they will love it.

For those of you who do not know yet, I have decided to return to Seville and work in Brenes next year as well. I will be back in Iowa in June, and will stay until the end of September. Then I will come back to Seville.

I am so in love with my job I cannot even express it in words. The professors are awesome. The kids are amazing. It is such a great feeling to wake up in the morning and be excited for your job. I'm really enjoying it here! :) I am going to take my new camera to school next week and i will take lots of pictures to show you all where i work and whom i work with!

Its valentine's day, a day i don't like at all. i don't know what i'm doing tonight so don't ask. such a commerical holiday. I read in a magazine that last year Americans spent 17 billion dollars on valentine's day gifts. Incredible.

What else is going on? I am having fun keeping up with the US elections. Every morning i discuss the updates with Jorge, the guy who works at the bar at my school. For those of you who don't know, I am all about Barack Obama, so it is very exciting to see he is kicking some ass. :)

Elections in Spain are in March, but they aren't as exciting as the US elections unfortunately. There are 2 main parties in Spain- PSOE (liberal) and PP (conservative). PSOE is very popular in Andalucia because Andalucia is the poorest region in Spain, and PSOE provides social welfare relief for many families in the south. All signs point PSOE winning again.....

So what's the weather been like here? Sunny sunny sunny warm and nice and beautiful and about 68 degrees everyday. sorry to tell you that, you iowans out there who are suffering in the snow.......hehe

i have pictures for you all, but i haven't figured out how to load them yet. you see, i have a Kodak easy share camera, but in order to share the photos with you all, i have to install the software, and i don't have enough space on my hard drive to install it. i will see what i can do and get back to you.

until soon,
aubree