Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Barcelona, here I come!

Barcelona, aquí yo vengo! 

My last test is this Thursday and then I'm off to Barcelona. (I'll need the break). 

Looks like it will be sunny this weekend but a little chilled (around 55 to 60 degrees F) 
We've got tickets for a Barcelona match Saturday and will see all the Gaudi pieces we can :) 

I can't wait. :) 
I'll have my next post afterward. Till then...Viva la Vida! 

Besos. XX
LT



Saturday, November 24, 2012

Happy Thanksgiving!


Feliz día Acción de Gratis 

It's been a whirl wind of a week. I'm missing home and the traditional days off, extended weekend, lounging, football watching, grand dinners with the family, Black Friday shopping with my mom, and sleeping in till half the day is gone. 

Time doesn't slow down for our holidays here in Murcia. The lack of promotional advertisements and the haunting of pruebas (tests) this week makes Thanksgiving seem irrelevant. In honesty it was hard to feel the spirit (it later came when the feast begun).

The Americans and I got together and started the attendee’s lists for the well known holiday. There were British, Irish, Spanish, Portuguese, French and probably more! It quickly grew from 20 to 30 to almost 50 people! My friend and I looked at each other "I don't think one turkey is going to be enough." Haha 

We organized it at an English girl's flat. Very large, 9th floor, great view of the city, and neighbors didn't mind the noise. :) It was perfect. We asked everyone to bring a side dish, drinks, or plates/utensils/napkins. We shared links of traditional side dishes, but a few people brought their own specialties. It was a multicultural potluck with a heavy Thanksgiving theme. Haha I loved trying everything (some people got really creative). And also learned the traditions of the other American's (for example: cornbread in stuffing? Never heard that before till my East coast friends introduced me to it. Slightly sweeter but still delicious). 

It was hard to find a couple things. We were missing cranberry sauce, franchise onions, and pumpkin mix (we substituted with sweet potatoes and made a pie similar in taste :)). We got the turkey though! Rachel and I were preparing it all day long. We had to order it at the grocery store. It was still fresh with a couple of feathers needing plucking. We lathered it up in butter, lemon, salt, and tons of herbs, then slow roasted it for a good chunk of the day. 

DESSERTS!<3
But what's Thanksgiving without a few stumbles along the way. We definitely scrambled to find tin trays to cook the turkey. We ran out of gas when making the gravy (our final item and we were already an hour late!) and had to run upstairs to the neighbors I knew and use their stove. We used every odd ball item as a tub-a-ware to transport it to the party, and showed up fashionably late to a starving crowd only to realize no one there knew how to crave a turkey! (All the men were foreign and the other American men were either late or had never been passed the blade and honored to do the task back home). So we winged it! And in the lighting, we had a panic attack--it looked under cooked!! After all that work and it's undercooked!?! I took it to the kitchen to see that it was just dark meat and tinted lighting from the other room. The turkey was fine. So we craved it up and devoured it. Can't say I did a fabulous job craving it, but I can say it was delicious--juicy and flavorful. ;) 

I wanted to Skype my family, but was too caught up in the mayhem of the party. I'll see you all soon though. :) No te preocupes. 

I missed my family. I missed my friends. But I had a fantastic dinner here as well. Once we arrived at the dinner and I was surrounded by "a family," it felt like Thanksgiving. I'm blessed to have such great people in my life (here and back home). Love and miss you all. 



Happy late Thanksgiving. 


....And let the Christmas promotions begin! 

Monday, November 19, 2012

A Typical Day In Murcia

Un día normal aquí en Murcia

It's test time in Spain. This week and next I have a few exams to prepare for, so I thought why not talk about my typical week in murcia and typical day of school.

Wake up around 7:30 to 8 to make a quick breakfast, pop in my headphones, and start my 15minute walk to the tarnvia. It's the nicer form of transportation, compared to the bus. On the 9 am tram, we're usually packed in there like sardines . Takes another 20 minutes to get to Campus. Campus is in Espinardo, similar to a suburb of Murcia. My faculty (building with my classes) sits at the top of the hill up a path or beautiful palm trees. My classes are the fifth floor, at the top with the perfect view of Espinardo.

















Classes are some tight quarters. I squeeze into the tiny rows and wait for the teacher to come to class. Unlike the states, the teachers rotate, not the students. And speaking of students, they all wait outside till the teacher enters. They stay away from it like it's something vulgar.  The schedule may say 9:30, but it really starts ten minutes after (9:40) and even then students will walk in late. Although sometimes you'll be turned away for tardiness (and there have been some interesting instances where this occurred). My class mates are young, and not respectful toward the professors. It's annoying to be among such immaturity, but things are slightly improving as the term goes on and  stop attending class ;). 

My classes are introductory, but extremely focused on the little details. In that sense it is difficult. The math mathematical equations and ways of resolving equations, is different too. You'd swear your were staring at another language when you look at the board and the cornucopia of notations. ...At least they are all in English..


So what do I do after school?

MONDAY

Tandem at night

TUESDAY
At other tandem

WEDNESDAY
Tutor children

THURSDAY
Soccer

FRIDAY
Soccer

SATURDAY & SUNDAY
Hiking/Exploration/More soccer/Professional sporting events/Running/Trips


See I do study. Es no fiesta todos los días. ;)

Novatadas (aka hazaing)
A unique tradition of Spain is there annual hazing event called Novatadas (click the link above to see more). It's traditional party for the Freshmen class. The students pay the upper classmen to participate, and on D-day everyone is gathered. The "pollo" (chickens as they are called) are drawn on and suited in garbage bags. It's typically crude drawings, demeaning words, written on their faces and arms. The upper classmen are suited up in the theme of their choice--pirates...or like this year, army gear. They have water guns with sangria, water balloons of vinegar, spray cans, baking powder, syrups, and other sticky/messy things. The "little chickens" are trashed! They're scamper off campus (as it's not legal to do--like hazing in the states) and festivities truly begin. 
It's not a select few that participate, it's near everyone. And as I said, they PAY to participate. Why? Because it's also the party of a life time, a rite of passage in at awkward age, a bondage with classmates, and a chance to be on the other end the next year. Seriously take a look a the link above. It's quite a site







Wednesday, November 14, 2012

The Crisis

Propaganda sign for the Huelga (strike) 

The Crisis

OK. I know it's on everyone's mind so let's talk about the crisis. (And all that I say is as an observer, removed from the more significant affects of the crisis).

FAQ--
So what's it like over there? 
Are you OK? 
How bad is it? 
Begger outside of church
Photo by LT 

Well, for the most part is feels like our recession. You can sense the dispair. You hear about it everywhere. It's commonly sprinkled into conversations as the blame for many things or as a precursor to a statement ("now in this recession, we must ...blah blah blah). Beggars line the sidewalk, perched with their cup outside of every church, grocery store, major road, and ATM. Some are in need and some just need money to feed their drug addiction. You become numb to it and get used to moving past them.

Even though life continues to move on, there are still those that are heavily affected. You don't see  or hear about it unless it's drastic enough to make the news, or is a degree away from you.


Emotions of the people

Unlike the States, the people here cannot declare bankruptcy. If they have a debt, they HAVE to pay it back. In the turmoil where salary's are cut, jobs are cut, and taxes are increased from 18% to 21% this seems an impossible feat. Many have been taken from their homes in requistion. The fear and uncertainty of life on the streets have driven at least three to suicide. (The government has since required banks to halt evictions until a better process can be determined).
Murcia, Spain. November 14th, 2012
Photo by Sonia 

Roits, strikes, etc.

The longer I'm here, the more strikes I hear about, the more protests, etc. Before it was a just a few government buildings I would see, shut down with a sign saying "Closed--on strike". Recently it seems to be more. Pharmacists are striking, School days are cancelled because of union workers, Students are protesting tuition, communities walk the streets from one city to the next, and property is defaced with spray paint and posters declaring strike or outrage. Even on a holiday in a tourist city (such as Halloween in Granada) you'll find a small crowd with megaphones and signs outside a bank. At least this is what we saw.

Strikes and protests are always present, but easily avoidable. The posters about the city tell you when they will be. You then know to stay away from government buildings, go the opposite direction from the noise, and remain indoors after midnight. ...unless you want a to be a part of it.

There have been two major protests in Murcia so far, and far more in the larger cities.

"It's not a crisis, it's capitalism"
"Strike!"
September 2012
Student protest of increased tuition--it more than doubled
Photo by Nelly Moualeu
Earlier this fall, students striked against the raise in tuition. Students, parents, and children paraded in front of the city hall. They are relying on their education to get them a job (if not here then abroad). If they fail the first year though, tuition is doubled. If they fail the second time, the tuition is quadrupled. It's a good incentive system, but if the tuition rates increase as the government wanted, these figures would double as well. For students relaying on their education, this seems frightening. 
Protest against increased student tuition.
Murcia, Spain --September 2012
Photo by Nelly Moualeu


Protest against increase in education cuts
and increase in tuition.
Murcia, Spain --September 2012
Photo by Nelly Moualeu
The second major strike in Murcia, is today (November 14th, 2012). It's a strike all of Spain is joining in on, even other parts of Europe. Five of the top ten trends on twitter are tweets about today. It began in the night around midnight. In the morning shops were closed and public services were offering minimal service. I tried to take the tram to school but it stopped before reaching campus, and left me with a 5 minute walk along the freeway roads (there was not much of a sidewalk). I got to campus only to see policia and strikers blocking the roads. I didn't even try to go to the building at that point and just followed the crowd that headed back to the tram stop (I am 95% sure we had no class at that point). The police squads were doubled. I could hear sirens in the distance. There were more people out and about, but with a strange air about them. Confidence, a fight in their eyes, hopefulness, anxiety... from person to person it varied. With the extra time I was able to write this and do some homework, so it's been fairly productive and quite the experience too.

General strike--14N
Murica, Spain
14th November, 2012
Photo by Mackenize C. Lee





Emgration & Unemployment 
     Currently, Spain is in a period of emgration, where more people are leaving the country then entering it. It's a new trend for Spain, but makes since with their unemployment rate, especially for students. The rate of unemployment for students is trending to exceed 50%, motivating them to look abroad for work (and for hope). I spoke with my friend and for him this is the most difficult part. "Knowing that I have to leave my home, my friends, and my family to have a chance is hard to think about. It's really depressing."


11/11/2012  protest walk from Molina de Segura to Murcia, Spain
11.3 Km   2 hours and 19 minutes walking
A protest against the government and requistion of people's houses
Sunday, November 11th, 2012
Photo by Pablo Palazon

I have immense sympathy for everyone here. With respect, it has not been bad for me. It's far worst for those in the crisis. It's only affected me indirectly, keeping me up at night or cancelling a few days of class. And like I said before, you hear about when strikes and protests are so you can avoid it.  No need to worry about me because I'm safe and feel in no danger. Things are organized and for the most part docile.

As an entrepreneur though, this is a reality check--the consequences of making greedy decisions. You know you've done something wrong as a business when you peer out your office window to see a crowd of people throwing fists and signs in the air, elevating their voices and putting the weight of the crisis on your shoulders, haunting you like the Ghosts of Christmas of Ebenizer Scrooge.  Let's maintin our humanity. We're all hurting, Let's respect that, learn from our mistakes (both business and people), gain maturity, and move together toward a better future.

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

The Seasons are Changing

Seasons are changinglas temporadas estan cambiando

Rain in Grananda- photo by me
Typical hair style-long on
top short on the sides
photo from Google 
It has rain for a whole week here; rare for the region of Murcia where they usually see only two days of rain out of the year. Immediately umbrellas come out. Everyone literally has one, even for a gentle mist. Got to protect the precious Spanish hair it is so commonly seen here ;) (ha I kid). It's Just like Oregon weather. I'm used to it. The unfortunate part though is everything becomes canceled--futbol, hikes, and many other activities. No me gusta :( 



Photo from Google
Photo from Google
Whenever it rains they make a special dish called Migas. It's different from the Tex-mex version (sin tortilla chips). Here it's similar to stuffing in texture, with a salty, rich, meaty flavor. It's a hearty meal. You soaked bread till it's dense with flavor, and then mix it to a pulp. Add cooked peppers, herbs, (grapes if you choose), and top it off with chorizo or an egg. Some cook it better than others, and have their own variation with it. For me, I prefer the bread to be pulverized, a little moist, with some olives, a combinations of meats mixed in, a fresh egg and some chopped scallops sprinkled on top for added crunch.

The temperature is dropping, as well. (Averaging 57 degrees Fahrenheit)  I have the nose sniffles, the shivers, the extra layers, tall socks, long sleeve shirt, hot tea and warm blanket busted out. It's getting to the temperature where my cloths take an extra day to dry. It's not that I hate it, but that I am not prepared for it. I packed with the mindset of hot weather the majority of the time. And while it was certainly suitable for the summer temperatures, I find the one pair of warm clothes I have don't stretch many days. 

C'est la vie.... I only have 5 weeks left of school, before Christmas break and my return flight home. I registered for classes back home and am ready for a loaded two terms. Got to finish strong! And in the meantime, stay dry...

Let's be thankful for the food we're provided with, shelter over our heads, hot showers, and heating. Hope you're staying warm out there and getting ready for the holiday seasons.

Lots of love. Besos. xx

LT

Monday, November 12, 2012

A Weekend in Andalucía (II)


Seville
Metropol Parasol--photo by Google

Seville was probably one of my favorite cities. It's that perfect blend of big city-small city feel. It's the capital of the region of Andalusia and for good reason. It's large, expansive, bustling, and home of some of the grandest buildings and parks. 


Photo by Wikipedia

The scent of oranges lingers in the air as the streets a lined with them. You can grab one from the tree, although it is not legal, but you'll find it quite bitter. (karma ;) ). In the past the city smelt terrible due to poor sewage systems, etc, so the king ordained orange trees to be planted, but only for their smell. Once ripened, they a picked to make marmalade. The oranges in the garden of the cathedral are selective for the Queen of England (only the best and most holy for the Queen, of course). I had never known sweet-less orange trees to exist till now. It's a unique characteristic of the city.


Seville is the home of Europe's third largest cathedral, the intriguing Alcazar palace, the royal Plaza de Espana, the massive Maria Luisa Park, the whimsical Metropol Parasol, the proud Torredel Oro, the prestigious Palace of San Telmo, the striking bridges, and much more. (Other things to do and see: museums, University of Seville, and a flamenco show (or purchase a dress in one of the many flamenco shops))

If you have a student card and passport (or ID) you can enter the Cathedral and Alcazar at a discounted rate. Many museums allow this as well. Get there early to get a good spot in line. It will likely be a half hour wait otherwise. Also, take a guided tour of the town to learn more about the sites and history. Many hostels offer free tours in Spanish and English.


Photo by Wikipedia

The cathedral is a site. It is the largest church in Spain and third largest Cathedral in Europe. Here, 

Photo by Wikipedia

you can visit the true tomb of Christopher Columbus and walk up the Moorish tower originally there before the church (the church was built around it yet it remains an iconic piece of the cathedral). The 15 plus stories are unique as it holds no stairs (until the top). As it was first built by Muslims, it was meant to conserve energy, as they trekked on donkeys to the top, five times a days in the beating heat of Southern Spain.


The Alcazar
Photo by Wikipedia
Photo by Wikipedia

The Alcazar is an integrate palace with a little museum, examples of Arabic title work, tapestries, art, and beautiful homey architecture. Take a walk through the expansive garden. Get lost in the garden maze, see the peacocks, and find the restaurant for a little cafe before continuing inside.


One of my favorite sites of Seville. Walk through the grand Maria Luise Park to the open arms of the Palace of Espana. Its design is open to hug the New World (North America). A large fountain stands in the center. Along the interior of the plaza, a large moat circles the fountain. You can rent a boat and leisurely row from one end to the other. Afterwards stroll along the plaza. All 49 provinces of Spain are represented in painted titled murals, including a map of their location. It's a great way to learn how if significant to that city and the history of that region.


Photo by Wikipedia
The architecture is immortalized in the front of the plaza. Feel underneath his coat and you'll feel three pairs of little hands--a ode to his three young nephews. This is a famous site for films as well. You'll recognize it as Naboo in Star Wars Episode II. and if you've seen The Dictator, you'll notice the Spanish flag swaying in the wind on the top of the emperors palace. :)


  
Walk along the river in Seville and see the masterful bridges. Enjoy the tranquil atmosphere and wonder your way to the Tower de Oro (tower of gold). When the light hits it just right, it glows like gold, hence the name.

Photo by Google


Wonder through the heart of the city, for the typical Spanish feel and discover other treasures and architectural gems. Don't get run over by the various horse drawn carriages galloping through. Not sure the cost and the path, but if you have the time and money I know it up would be a fun (and romantic) ride. You can also rent four-person bikes in the park, and although your not supposed to race it adds to the fun ;).

Fun Nights at the Hostel
At nights we stayed at the best hostels I've stayed at so far--Feeling Seville Hostel. The staff was super chill and flexible. It was cheap, spacious, plenty of bathrooms (always stocked), a cozy, cute, quality kitchen, and large common room with comfortable seats. There were a core 8 of us and another 8 or more we'd meet up with each night. In the rainy nights, we stayed in and exchange stories of the day, learn each other’s customs, languages,  and games playing and talking into the wee hours of the morning. 

Photos from Hostelworld.com

Cordova 

We didn't spend much time in Cordova, but it's a city with many historical and ancient remnants scattered around. Most notable is the Great Mosque of Córdoba. It's a mesh of Islamic and Catholic architecture due to the conflict in it's past when both lived in the same region and lobbied for religious areas to worship at.  

And of course it has the typical narrow streets and crowded shops and restaurants that is so Spain. 




Wednesday, November 7, 2012

A Weekend in Andalucía (I)


Un semana en Andalucía 

Our extended weekend consisted of four cities:  Granada, Gibraltar, Sevilla, and Cordova.

Ihave to break it up into two posts, but we'll start with the first two. 

Granada
I already talked about Granada in a previous post so I won't spend much time on it here. This time we were able to see, in addition, typical  cave dwellings that many did and some still do live in, Arabic baths, and inside the Alhambra :D Here are some pictures with more to the blog below.

























Gibraltar 
Our next stop was Gibraltar, a British colony in the south tip of Spain overseeing Morocco at the Strait of Gibraltar (the entrance to the Mediterranean Sea). The dramatic mountain that occupies the peninsula is breathtaking.
from Google: Gibraltar

The rest of the town is crammed in a little free space. Purposefully, the land is given a British feel.

In its history, Spain tried to re-conquer the land many times to no avail. Thus the people live, speak, and identify as British citizens (many are actually duel citizens of Britain and Spain). As far as currency, they accept Euros but use pounds (making things more expensive if you’re on the euro). The fact that Gibraltar (a strategic and popular port) makes more sense to be Spanish territory, there continues to be distaste. Some Spaniards not of Gibraltar dislike the extra rights and slight pride of Gibraltan people. The government of Spain in return applies strain to the territory and its people by making border crossing a hassle. 

Going into Gibraltar is easy, but returning is like coming over the Mexico border. And once you arrive at the border your passport is barely glanced at. It's Spain's way to express their frustration with the colony.

from google: Gibraltar
For tourists though it offers a unique experience. Drive up the mountain by car or ride the cablecar up to the mountain's view point. From afar you can see Africa; below you can see all of Gibraltar; along the mountain is pure greenery, and inland is the sandy beaches and soft mountain ranges of Spain. What's fun is at the top, you'll encounter hordes of monkeys, roaming freely and jumping from tree to tree. They'll even pile on top of vans to hitch a ride. It's quite a comical site :). Be careful not to fed or touch them (some have been known to attack). For the most part though, they are docile. It's hard to describe the excitement and experience being inches away from an exotic and unpredictable creature. Your adrenaline starts pumping. You are giddy and charmed by the innocence of their appearance, you are captivated by their comical behavior--oddly similar to our own--and thirsty to connect with such a curious creature. 


from google: Gibraltar monkeys

Along the mountain you can take a hike to a run-down look-out point and imagine what it was once like. Monkeys watch you as you make your way along the path. Further down the mountain is another bunker you can a visit giving you another unique perspective of the area. From there it is up to you whether you want to continue to walk down or ride the cable car back to the base. 

Take a walk around to enjoy the crisp air, port life, and other charms of Gibraltar. Just remember to give yourself seem time to cross back over, or make a dance party at your car like we did ;). Makes the time go by faster and everyone gets into it (as they are mainly appreciative to have some sort of entertainment :))


Sevilla and Cordoba 
I'll post more about later. There was too much that happened in this past weekend to stuff it all into one post :) 

Stay on your toes! And be on the lookout for my next post.


Besos xx

Lyndsay