Week 6?! Viva Mexico!

So week…6? Gosh time flies, am I right?!

Last week was so great =) it was the week after the trip to mexico city, so as you can imagine, we were all pretty tired, but we had to return to our classes! You know, sometimes I would like a day off from classes. There are so many free days in May that we don’t get off of school like the rest of the kids. Haha I understand it’s an intensive program, but wow. It’s intense. Spanish 24/7 is a lot sometimes. I speak it at home with my family. I speak it at school with my teachers. I speak it with strangers. It’s like we can’t get a break…I really relish the few times that I get to speak English with my friends. Sometimes you just need that to stay sane. I mean honestly. My Spanish is totally improving though. Like my vocab and everything is going great. I’m working really hard on the verbs. There are a lot of ones that I’m having problems with, but I’m trying to get them down. I mean, I’m doing great in the classes and ‘learning’ the verbs, but applying them to my actual speech is where the problem is. I’m not sure the context where it’s appropriate, etc. I’ve decided, though, that I’m definitely going to be enrolling in Spanish 300-level for fall term. I need to; I need to continue this and try to be ‘fluent’. Right now conversations are ok. Sometimes I need stuff repeated several times, and sometimes I cheat and tell strangers who say weird things to me that I don’t speak Spanish, but I guess it’s going to be important in my life to know more than just conversational Spanish. I’ll try, and see where it takes me!

Ok, let’s get back to the week =p Monday was pretty rough cuz we were all tired, but it was nice too because we didn’t have classes in the regular school, we had them in our other ‘back-up’ school because it was a holiday. (May 6, the day after Cinco de Mayo, they take off school, I guess. O, by the way, cinco de mayo here? Yea, not the same party that we have back home =p just want you all to know that. Haha they don’t do anything for it because it’s actually only a holiday for Puebla, a small state who won independence in Mexico. So there is your new information for life!) so we all went to this other school, I like it a lot better because it’s closer to home and there are more things around it because it’s nearer the center. Our first class, grammar, went by like usual and then in our oral class we watched a movie! =) we watched basically the equivalent of romeo and Juliet, but for mexico. It was interesting. We had subtitles on, so we could actually understand what was going on. Let me tell you, the ending sucked. Haha, but what can you do, right? I was just happy we didn’t have normal classes. Head needs a break sometimes. And after! Some girlfriends and I went to this amazing restaurant and got food and just hung out for a little while. That was fun for sure. Some of the restaurants here are just super chill and delicious.

Tuesday it was back to the grind at the normal school. We go to the tech college here where the engineers study. So, because it’s a mostly science school, there are definitely more men than women here. You get used to hearing a zoo outside of the window, I guess =p

Wedneday, Thursday and Friday were the norm. wake up, walk to school, sit through classes, get home, take a nap, eat ‘lunch’, do homework, use the O SO LIMITED internet, and then bed. =p my routine, it’s great. Haha I wouldn’t call life boring, I would call it super relaxing. I have no idea how I’ll survive back home without my daily nap. Here, if for some reason I can’t take my nap, like we’re doing something, I totally feel it. Haha I’ll need some readjustment time back home that’s for sure!

Wednesday I did have an oral exam. Yikes! It’s the second oral test we’ve had, but this one was in groups, and we had to give a presentation for 20 minutes minimum and 70% of our grade depended on the group part, not the individual part. It was kind of scary. My group, thankfully I like all the girls in my group, talked about music in mexico. It actually went SUPER good. I’m so proud of the girls and how hard they worked and how well we all did together. Other presentations we about the trip we took to mexico city and the differences in routine from back home and here. They were all really good. I feel like we’re learning a lot.

Thursday I actually got a few hours to myself just wandering around the center. I went shopping a little bit, but the main reason was to visit a museum for extra credit. I had to visit this museum, write about the location and exhibits and interview one of the employees. Eazy-peazy, right? Well, actually, for probably the first time ever, what was supposed to happen, actually DID happen! Haha it was fun. I’m definitely an independent person, and I love walking around alone and exploring by myself sometimes and not being responsible for other people. So it was really refreshing to do. And then after exploring around for a bit, I went back home to my house, ate dinner, and then went out with my friend to the market to buy flowers for mother’s day for our host moms. There was a birthday party for one of the people in our group that night with a piñata, but we didn’t really feel like going so we just walked around. I bought some flowers for the next morning to give to my host mom, and we just sat around after the market.

Then the following day, Friday, I had a presentation with another boy for 20 minutes. It’s like all of the hard things were all packed into one week. Our presentation was about superstitions in mexico. I honestly think we did a good job. We don’t know the grade yet, but I have confidence. Later that day, to celebrate mother’s day, my host mom’s entire family went out to a nice seafood restaurant. i kid you not, we got there around 2:30-3, and we didn’t leave until about 6. Talk about a lot of family time. It didn’t really bother me, I was just bored mostly. =p Once we got back home I got ready and then that night me and my best gal here, Rebekkah, went to our favorite bar/hang out and saw our local friends. It was fun! it’s always fun there =D I invited our friends to the Saturday excursion, but they couldn’t because they worked until about 4 in the morning. Crazy!!!

Saturday was so much fun! 8 of us and Luis, our ‘guide who goes with us everywhere is one of the most awesome people ever!, went to a waterpark in Tequisyapan. It’s a little city about an hour away from here. We met around 9 to go, but because of busses and things, we didn’t actually end up getting there til about 11;30 or so. then we took a pit stop to go to the tsore abd buy some food and drinks to take into the park with us. It was really fun! I got ‘tan’ and bruised on the slides =p we went home about 5 and arrived at about 7 ish. I would say it was a Saturday well spent.

Now I’m on week 7, but I’ll write more about that later 😉 lots has happened this week! Stay tuned!

we all gathered around danald duck at the water park!

we all gathered around danald duck at the water park!

some of my girlfriends and me having super fun!

some of my girlfriends and me having super fun!

we ran into the highway, and took a picture in the middle like stupid people.

we ran into the highway, and took a picture in the middle like stupid people.

luis and me!

luis and me!

Okay BA, I see you…

Hey hey hey!! This past weekend I was in Buenos Aires visiting one of the largest cities EVER. I was hosted by an intern of the Argentina Federation of Lesbian, Gay, Bi-sexual, Trans (FALGBT) who is from Boston and has been in Argentina since January. I was in Buenos Aires for a total of 3 days, 2 nights and was without a doubt exposed to a different scene. Though Rosario is the third largest city in Argentina, it does not compare to the size, culture, atmosphere, and reality of Buenos Aires.  The architecture of the buildings is so beautiful in the downtown/center part of Buenos Aires, millions and millions of people live within the Buenos Aires metro/surroundings, you have coffee shops, restaurants, stores, etc. at pretty much every street corner, public transportation such as buses or subways are filled with a wide range of diverse individuals, and the list goes on and on.

I was given a few tips before departing to Buenos Aires: don’t walk alone, be aware of your surroundings, don’t take your iPhone, be careful with the crazy drivers, subways are sketch, and so forth. I wasn’t scared, however was a bit nervous once I arrived. Luckily, Joshua knew his way around the city and I felt a lot safer knowing he had some knowledge and navigation of the city. Though I did go out the last night I was in Buenos Aires alone, I did not experience anything too scary except for a random guy jumping in front of me and saying something that I did not grasp because I quickly, without really thinking, moved aside and began walking at a fast rate.

While in Buenos Aires, I was able to attend a presentation/seminar on homophobia presented by SIGLA, Sociedad de Integración Gay Lésbica Argentina. We watched short video clips regarding gender roles, sexuality in athletics, coming out to your family, and a few others. In between the clips, folks were given the chance to speak on what they felt were the most important points or what touched them the most within the clip. Some of the clips brought back memories that were quite emotional. Seeing community members, teachers, mothers and fathers, activist, etc., attend was truly warming to me. Since being in Argentina, I had not been in a space where these topics were conversed and discussed with a wider range of individuals. I would love to organize some sort of similar activity back in Oregon, especially one that my parents could attend and learn more about the LGBT community.

On another note, I was the typical tourist with the camera out and taking pictures of everything from buildings to birds to people sitting down on the side walk, etc. Below are photos from my weekend in Buenos Aires:Image

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Week 2 Stuttegart

I am really behind on these blogs, so I’ll be trying to catch up in the next week. We have been really busy, so much has happened and that is partly the reason why I’m behind. (bet no one else is having that problem, hehe).
The Medieval castle that is the center of the town of Tübingen, sits atop a hill. And much of the rest of the town is on hilly terrain, something that I noticed as I had to walk up and down those hills. Bikes are real popular here as a form of transportation, but to me all those hills make the bikes somewhat less than useful, but they sure seem to work for the locals. Thinking about this lead me to the thought, I wonder if all the cities in Germany are as hilly as this one. I found out this week.
For me the highlight of the second week here was our outing to Stuttgart. I flew into Stuttgart, but really all I saw was the airport and autobahn, nothing else. We went there by train which is how people get almost everywhere in Germany. There are no high speed trains between here and Stuttgart, so we took a slower commuter train. It made a lot of stops but the ride was smooth as silk. And one of the big advantages to taking the train, is that you can study or talk or read while you get where you are going. It beats the heck out of driving as far as I’m concerned. Here is the train station that we left from in Tübingen:

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Here is the main train station in Stuttgart where we arrived:

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This is Koenigsstrasse it is a long flat wide street that is for pedestrian traffic only, with shops and café’s on both sides. The street must be over a mile long and is where the real upscale shopping is. And this street is flat, as most of the old downtown part of Stuttgart is. So not all German cities are as hilly as Tübingen is.

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This is the “New” Schloss or New Palace. In an earlier blog I mentioned the fact that the term new, doesn’t mean the same thing her as it does in the US. This palace was built originally about the same time that our country was founded, but it is the new one because there is an old one from the middle ages, which is now a museum. In general, however, new seems to mean anything built after the Second World War. When the Germans talk about new buildings this is usually what they mean.

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weeks 4 & 5 in mexico!

Sigh…so I fell behind again on my blogging. This no internet whenever I want it is really hard. I’m a child of the technology generation, what can I say? =) So I’ll have to combine weeks 4 and 5 in this post. Can’t believe it’s already midway through week 6!!!!!

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pinata time!!

Week 4 was great. I honestly have a hard time remembering everything that I’ve been doing =p One of the biggest highlights of week for was that we made, and broke, a pinata! Like a legit pinata, and apparently they are actually no paper mache; they are made with a big clay pot with paper around it! Who knew, right??? One of the ladies on the trip had her birthday, and so we got a chance to get together, eat jello (apparently that’s the ‘cake’), and get candy. The woman whose bday it was broke the pinata and we just watched, but it was fun. She broke the stick TWICE before we finally decided to throw it off the roof. haha yea, good times.

My girlfriends and I also got a chance to go to this super awesome restaurant for the first time. It’s called “Biznaga” and it’s probably one of the chillest places I’ve ever been. There is writing all over the walls, there is artwork, it’s very “Oregon” if you know what I mean =p The food was great and cheap! We have planned to make that place a regular stop until we go home.

the artwork and drawings were everywhere!

the artwork and drawings were everywhere!

i got amazing crepes for food. yum!!!!

i got amazing crepes for food. yum!!!!

we had to leave our mark too =p

we had to leave our mark too =p

Week 4 was great, nothing bad happened, and that’s always a good thing =)

Week 5 also brought some really fun opportunities for me. First of all, it’s the halfway mark in the program. Part of me is soooooo happy that I’m over it, and part isn’t ready for it to be going so fast. Week 5 was a super fast week too! On Wednesday, May 1, it was Labor Day here. Nothing government ruled was open. No classes =D And then on Friday, our whole group left to visit Mexico City for the weekend! Yea, super fast week. So many great things happened.

A few weeks ago I, along with a friend, met 2 Mexican girls while they were working at a bar. We exchanged numbers and stuff, but finally this week we had a chance to hang out in real life. We went out on Tuesday because there were no classes on the following Wednesday. It was a lot of fun. We ended up going to one of the girl’s house and we sat on the roof and just looked over at the city in the dark. The lights were gorgeous! It was such a fun night. We have standing plans to hang out again soon =) I’m really happy I’ve been able to finally meet a local person. It makes me feel like this is worth it =p O, by the way, we spoke in Spanglish the whole time. She talked a lot in English, and I tried to answer in Spanish. It’s good practice!

the city at night <3

the city at night <3

me, a girl from my group, and the 2 girls =D

me, a girl from my group, and the 2 girls =D

The rest of the week just flew by, I’m sure you can imagine! We left from Queretaro at 8 am on Friday to head to Mexico City =D  It’s about 3 hours to the city. I could honestly write a book about what I saw in the city and all of that. But no time! So I’ll just give the highlights =)

We saw the pyramids. And climbed them =p

i dominated the pyramid del sol!

i dominated the pyramid del sol!

there were a tin of vendors trying to sell things, and i was able to buy some gifts =) for cheap if you know how to bargain!

one of the oldest cathedrals in the country

one of the oldest cathedrals in the country

we saw one of the oldest churches in the country

templo mayor...ruins in the middle of the city

templo mayor…ruins in the middle of the city

we saw the ancient ruins of the old city. they are literally right in the middle of the modern city!

the canal tour

the canal tour

we went on a canal tour! it’s just like a tour in venice, except we were in mexico! =p

the national house

the national house

we visited the equivalent of the white house. the first day that we went it was under lockdown because obama was there. we just came back the next day.

the castle of maximilian

the castle of maximilian

we saw the castle where maximilian lived. it was so beautiful and amazing.!

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the castle

the anthropology museum

the anthropology museum

and last we went to the anthropology museum. it would take you at least a week to see everything that it had. but we only had a few hours.

I can’t believe that week 5 is over, and week 6 is well under way! So many things are changing me here. I’m seeing so many things, and I’m learning so much. I’ve hit a brick wall in my classes with a certain topic. I just can’t understand it. I’m studying hard and trying to get it all down. In general the classes are going well. I’m just extremely tired all the time. Somehow the Spanish is sinking in though, so I guess that’s good. =p

I can’t wait to be back home sometimes. Everything is going great. But it’s been awhile. And I miss people. A month from today I fly back out. It is so crazy to thnk of it like that though!!!!!

Week Thirteen: Collecting Pictures

The weather had been getting steadily warmer to the point where the coat I brought with me is now too heavy, but I still need some sort of light jacket when I go out. Which I don’t have. I went to several shops trying to find something, with no success. I did, however, notice that all of the tags on clothes said “KEEP AWAY FROM FIRE” in bright red letters. Even the towel I bought says this now that I know to look. None of my clothes from the states have this. Why did manufacturers feel the need to say this? Has this been an issue? Were people complaining because the outfit they bought in Marks & Spencer turned out NOT to be fire retardant, imagine that? If I was in the U.S. with our sue-happy culture, I could understand the warning, but Europe seems to assume a certain level of intelligence from its costumers.

Greyfriars Kirk was finally open for visits, so I took the opportunity to go in there.

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There’s a Latin phrase written across the tops of the different segments. I asked what it meant, got my answer, and promptly forgot what I had just been told. Something about music. Which makes sense. If it was something about cooking that would be a little weird.

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There was a small monument to Bobby near the entrance to the churchyard. Some people had left flowers but the vast majority seemed to have left sticks. Which I’m sure a terrier would appreciate more anyway.

Other than that, and finishing my papers for creative writing, my time was spent going to specific locations just to get pictures of things.

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My dad had commented when he was here on the lack of things to do with Sir Arthur Conan Doyle in the city, especially given the amount of things commemorating Robert Burns, Sir Walter Scott, and Robert Louis Stevenson. My response was “Conan Doyle was born in Edinburgh?” Not only was he born and educated here, but the man who inspired Sherlock Holmes, Dr. Joseph Bell, was Scottish as well. This statue and one restaurant near by is the only acknowledgement Edinburgh makes of this. Given how important tourism is to Scotland, this does not seem like a smart move.

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There are planter boxes all along Rose Street that have poems along their sides. I don’t think I need to explain why I took pictures of that.

Week Twelve: St. Giles and Women of Science

I went back to the portrait gallery to pick out someone to write about. My mother had responded strongly to an exhibit on the Stuart princess Henriette, so that was the first place I looked, but most of her life involved the French court and political relations between France and Britain. Which really isn’t an issue at all until you take into account the fact that I know next to nothing about the politics and monarchy in either country during any time period, meaning I would have to do a lot of research if I wanted to try and write anything about the people shown.

Luckily, right next door there was an exhibit on Women of Nineteenth Century Scotland. Among the women was Mary Somerville, who contributed to the mathematical and scientific field during her time. Normally science and math, while subjects I understand and am good at, aren’t at the top of my List of Subjects I Really Like, but the blurb on Mrs. Somerville spoke to me because her parents tried to actively discourage her scientific pursuits and she went on teaching herself math anyway. Triumph through adversity is a very common theme in stories that people feel are worth telling, and it’s a theme that I respond to. So during the rest of the week I spent time researching her life and reading her Personal Recollections.

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“Sorry dad, I can’t hear your concerns that math will make me lose my delicate female mind over the sound of Algebra.”

I also visited St. Giles, though my reason for doing so was a little odd. I’d walked by it before and taken pictures of the outside, but hadn’t felt the need to go in. When my parents were visiting they’d gone in and visited the gift shop, where my mom bought a booklet of stamps, only to later realize that three booklets had gotten stuck together, so she’d accidently robbed the store – which exists to help maintain the church – of two books of stamps. Since they were already back in the states, I was tasked with removing this bad karma. I went to make a donation and paid to take pictures as well.

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The Thistle Chapel had an insane amount of details. I shall give you, as an example, this very dejected bear that was carved into one of the seat dividers. Look at him. He just wanted to maul people. Is that too much to ask?

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This is probably my favorite stained glass window ever. It manages to accomplish the only goals most stained windows have – telling some sort of story first, being artistically pleasing within each individual frame second – without sacrificing the comprehensiveness of the window as a whole or forcing the artistic side to play second fiddle.

This week also marked the last classes I had for both writing classes. In one we got the opportunity to listen to one of the other teachers at Napier tell his life story, in particular the trips that he’d taken with Habitat for Humanity.

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Speaking of houses, this is the second place I’ve seen that house spray-painted and I. Don’t. Know. What. It. Is.

Easter Break: Week Two: Green Houses and Hibernation

Overall another low-key week. I began to seriously think about what writing prompts I wanted to do for the final assignments in my writing classes. I’m the sort of person that needs to spend a lot of time thinking about something before I start writing, so just having something picked is a huge step. I decided to set one of the stories on Mars (don’t ask,) and do a semi biographical piece for the other one. I didn’t make any concrete decisions on who I was going to write about, but, still, progress.

I also went back to the botanic gardens to go through the green houses they had. It was a pretty miserable day, so being inside buildings meant to house various types of warm climate plants was a very welcome reprieve.

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If you thought I was addicted to taking close up photos of architectural details, you clearly know nothing of my relationship with plants.

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And circular things. Circular plants or architectural details are the best. I really liked the desert green house for this reason.

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I can quit whenever I want.

Beyond that the week didn’t consist of anything beyond hibernation. Sometimes literally. I was like a really lazy, floral obsessed bear.

Easter Break: Week One: Garden and Gallery

My mother had mentioned wanting to go to the Royal Botanic Garden, so, since we didn’t get the chance to go when my parents were here, I went on my own this week. Most of it was in that hibernation state where you wonder if everything just up and died on you over the winter and you’re going to have to replant everything. The most obvious example is the Queen Mother’s Memorial Garden. The actual garden part looked like someone had set up the skeletons of all the bushes and shrubs then went to lunch before putting all the leaves on. And then forgot to come back.

There was, however, a hut/house/thing decorated with seashells, so I took lots of pictures of that.

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According to the informational plaque – which I actually took the time to read, wonder of wonders – the shells and pebbles used were collected from the beaches by Scottish school children, which is simultaneously adorable and child labor.

There are a couple streets in New and Old Town that have street venders selling the sorts of things that street venders and farmers’ markets usually sell. I adore farmers’ markets and street venders, so I made sure to take the time to check them out. The merchandise. Not the venders.

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A couple of my friends also make sculptures out of soda cans, so this made me think of them. None of this guy’s stuff was made using Irn Bru cans though, which, given where he’s selling his stuff, seems like a rather large missed opportunity. I would have bought something from him if there was Irn Bru stuff, but it was all brands that I could get in the U.S., so it felt like I could just make my own. Or get one of my friends to.

On the way back from the venders, I got stopped by a gentleman from the International Society for Krishna Consciousness, which I’d never heard of before. I ended up having a very interesting discussion with him about what exactly the group was (they’ve got a website, if you’re interested,) but the most striking thing about the conversation didn’t occur to me until later when I was relying the conversation to friends over Skype. If it had been an individual of any Christian denomination that had come up to me I would have just told them I wasn’t interested and been done with it. I try to be open to all religions, so it was a reality check to be presented with an instance of my own religious prejudice.

The week was rounded off with a visit to the National Gallery. This is different from the National Portrait Gallery. There’s also a National Gallery of Modern Art, because things weren’t confusing enough. There were more sculptures there than the Portrait Gallery, which only had a few busts, and the interior architecture was more interesting.

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Staircases. Yet another thing to add to the List of Things I Take Far Too Many Pictures of.

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I didn’t make it through the whole gallery, but so far this portion of one of the paintings is my favorite. Just because this horse DID NOT SIGN UP FOR THIS.