Perhaps the difference between "spending time somewhere" and actually consider yourself living there has something to do with routines. Not just waking up, but those you spend a little effort on.
One of mine is running. It's not fundamental, but it just makes life so much better. However, when you move into the center of a city with 2 million inhabitants, it can be challenging to find a place to run. Perhaps it's the same for people who want to find a gym.
I was out biking a while ago and suddenly realised I'd found my spot. It's not too far from where I live, just a few minutes by bike. It's flat, no intersecting roads (i.e. no red lights), has a little bit of nature. Donaukanal, here we go. The first stretch has quite a lot of people, also other runners. After 25% I pass Kraftwerk Wien which is a very iconic landmark, and then there is less people. But here is where you meet the people who actually like running, and don't just go because they feel they should. You no longer see people who seriously need someone to teach then how to run because they are in danger of hurting themselves, but instead you meet those sweating, persistent, adrenaline-borne runners who occasionally meet your eyes and share that smile, the one that says "good job, I'm also enjoying this".
After 50%, I cross the bridge and run back on the other side. Here is where the amazing grafitti is, on the supporting poles under the highways (downside of my track is air pollution). I enjoy it most at the hour around sunset, there's something magical with that time of transformation, and being so vividly aware of your own body through it.
Usually, my run is 8 km and I like to head out twice per week. Yesterday I extended it with another maybe 2 km, to clear my head. Whatever bad mood I'm in, it's always at least slightly better afterwards. It takes anger away. I notice when I'm better as I let go of the angry/upset/sad spinning thoughts, and start daydreaming. I've always daydreamed, for as long as I can remember. Much less now than when I was a child, but this is still my time to myself. To allow for any creativity, and scenario to take place. Let go of the boundaries of reality.
I'm playing with the thought of training for a half marathon. Not that there's a race I actually want to participate in, I just want a goal and a plan. We'll see. For now, I'm happy beating the Donaukanal with the soles of my shoes.
Wednesday, 29 October 2014
Sunday, 26 October 2014
Fish and friendships
Dear Austria, Happy National Day!
In 1955 on the 26th of October, the Austrian Parliament signed the declaration of neutrality and declared the country permanently neutral. In celebration of this, I went with a new friend to the parliament building for a tour and ended up shaking hands with some (random) politicians, one of them was from Tyrole and told me had studied Swedish for ski instructors. Wow, what do you even reply to that?
This Friday, I went with a group called Young Water Professionals on an excursion to learn about small hydropower plants. We went all the way to Ybbs and Lunz am See in Lower Austria on a very cold day, and looked at technologies for fish passages (Fischaufstiegshilfen) at hydropower plants. We met this really cool old man who has invented a kind of spiral waterpower tube that can transport fish both up and down inside the hydropower plant! Because the normal passages are kind of stairs so the fish can jump up the stream next to the power plant, but it doesn't actually let the fish come down again... At Lunz there is ongoing investigation on how different elements in the environment are affected by surge and sunk - when the water sinks away for example after heavy rain, some stupid fish may get trapped in puddles and die. Sad. I didn't really get this part, because all was in German, but the people were kind enough to give me summaries in English afterwards.
After returning from that long day, my fantastic flatmate brought me to a fantastic house party - there was even chocolate fondue! And boardgames! And a pool table! And so much alcohol! haha!
So a quite eventful week actually, and I've made a few new friends! My companion at the parliament I met at a football table game (which we won), and I've met a lovely American girl who seemed to be like an overseas version of me - I imagine I would have been something like her if I'd been born there. Except the marathon running maybe. And today I had a pancake brunch with a language tandem partner who's gonna help me a bit with German (but mostly we were talking about other stuff...). And I've had dinner and coffee with some French girls! And talked a bit more with some of my classmates, as we hung out after class and met up yesterday for cake and wine at someone's house.
I of course knew all of this would happen, as I am a person who inevitably makes friends, but the first weeks before it kind of takes off is really dull. I was also expecting to be more busy at university and spend more time there and meeting people there than I have been so far. Seriously, I've read four novels since I got here! And about halfway through my fifth. Which is not a bad timekill at all, don't get me wrong, but it's definitely not the most social one. In hindsight I think the good thing about it is it allows the brain to rest, when otherwise it's working hard to adapt to everything new around me. Some days I've even declined social activities because I've been tired from things that usually doesn't affect me at all, but it takes more energy when I'm in a new place and acknowledging that and allowing for more rest than normally I think will benefit me and my overboiling brain in the long run.
There is so much more I feel like writing about, but I'll save it for later. Probably I can put up some more pics from the excursion soon!
In 1955 on the 26th of October, the Austrian Parliament signed the declaration of neutrality and declared the country permanently neutral. In celebration of this, I went with a new friend to the parliament building for a tour and ended up shaking hands with some (random) politicians, one of them was from Tyrole and told me had studied Swedish for ski instructors. Wow, what do you even reply to that?
This room is actually not used as it was built for the monarchs... But it's much nicer than the one in use!
Fish Feeding and the surge and sink constructed study area
After returning from that long day, my fantastic flatmate brought me to a fantastic house party - there was even chocolate fondue! And boardgames! And a pool table! And so much alcohol! haha!
So a quite eventful week actually, and I've made a few new friends! My companion at the parliament I met at a football table game (which we won), and I've met a lovely American girl who seemed to be like an overseas version of me - I imagine I would have been something like her if I'd been born there. Except the marathon running maybe. And today I had a pancake brunch with a language tandem partner who's gonna help me a bit with German (but mostly we were talking about other stuff...). And I've had dinner and coffee with some French girls! And talked a bit more with some of my classmates, as we hung out after class and met up yesterday for cake and wine at someone's house.
I of course knew all of this would happen, as I am a person who inevitably makes friends, but the first weeks before it kind of takes off is really dull. I was also expecting to be more busy at university and spend more time there and meeting people there than I have been so far. Seriously, I've read four novels since I got here! And about halfway through my fifth. Which is not a bad timekill at all, don't get me wrong, but it's definitely not the most social one. In hindsight I think the good thing about it is it allows the brain to rest, when otherwise it's working hard to adapt to everything new around me. Some days I've even declined social activities because I've been tired from things that usually doesn't affect me at all, but it takes more energy when I'm in a new place and acknowledging that and allowing for more rest than normally I think will benefit me and my overboiling brain in the long run.
There is so much more I feel like writing about, but I'll save it for later. Probably I can put up some more pics from the excursion soon!
Monday, 20 October 2014
New chapter - Moving east
Dear Austria,
I would like to thank you for the very warm welcome you have given me since my arrival here three weeks ago. Yet again you have proven that time indeed is relative, as experienced in new relationships.
I came here to study, but that has so far not really been taking up a lot of my time. I would like to study more, but I only have a few classes per week and no course literature. My university claims to be "flexible", although all international students know that it's just a nice way to say "completely unorganised". It's quite funny actually.
So since I got here, I've spent a lot of time with my new flatmate, Stefan. I'm trying to make friends, but it really takes time and effort, as anyone moving to a new place knows. My efforts may not have been as intense as they could have, but honestly I just miss my old friends. So I've spent more time skyping and emailing with people as well, which is a great, and I'm receiving a lot of love! And being able to give my loved ones some well-deserved attention.
But to be honest, I've been up to quite a lot here. I've been to a festival and saw the local band A basement in bloom (yay!) and went to the museum night, bought furniture and brought it to my place (took a wardrobe and later on a chair on the metro), built an IKEA bed on my own, biked out to the surrounding forest (Wienerwald), visited the garden of Schönbrunn, had a few nights out with Nathalie and Stefan, went to a couchsurfing meeting in a boardgame bar, joined a bookclub and went to a meeting, read 3 novels and watched quite a lot of a TV serie with Stefan...
Then it's also all the small things of finding my way around a new place. I've found a place to go running (not so easy in a big city), a market to buy food, places to go dumpster diving, which way to bike to university... It has all been so much nicer thanks to the excellent weather, allowing me and Nathalie to have a coffee outdoors in the sun after class. Warm welcome in a double meaning, that is.
I would like to thank you for the very warm welcome you have given me since my arrival here three weeks ago. Yet again you have proven that time indeed is relative, as experienced in new relationships.
I came here to study, but that has so far not really been taking up a lot of my time. I would like to study more, but I only have a few classes per week and no course literature. My university claims to be "flexible", although all international students know that it's just a nice way to say "completely unorganised". It's quite funny actually.
So since I got here, I've spent a lot of time with my new flatmate, Stefan. I'm trying to make friends, but it really takes time and effort, as anyone moving to a new place knows. My efforts may not have been as intense as they could have, but honestly I just miss my old friends. So I've spent more time skyping and emailing with people as well, which is a great, and I'm receiving a lot of love! And being able to give my loved ones some well-deserved attention.
But to be honest, I've been up to quite a lot here. I've been to a festival and saw the local band A basement in bloom (yay!) and went to the museum night, bought furniture and brought it to my place (took a wardrobe and later on a chair on the metro), built an IKEA bed on my own, biked out to the surrounding forest (Wienerwald), visited the garden of Schönbrunn, had a few nights out with Nathalie and Stefan, went to a couchsurfing meeting in a boardgame bar, joined a bookclub and went to a meeting, read 3 novels and watched quite a lot of a TV serie with Stefan...
Nathalie is helping me move a closet!
Sunset from our apartment
And that is not even including this weekend, when Stefan took me to his parents' farm in upper Austria where we were helping out with the cows, and hiked up a mountain. The excursion started early in the morning and was by far the most challenging one I've done, passing on the ridge of a mountain and using hands and feet to get by. I admit I was pretty scared, but it was well worth it! Both for the view and the fun and adrenaline-induced experience of pushing my boundaries.
Then it's also all the small things of finding my way around a new place. I've found a place to go running (not so easy in a big city), a market to buy food, places to go dumpster diving, which way to bike to university... It has all been so much nicer thanks to the excellent weather, allowing me and Nathalie to have a coffee outdoors in the sun after class. Warm welcome in a double meaning, that is.
Sunday, 3 August 2014
Prayer for the weekend
“And what is the use of a book," thought Alice, "without pictures or conversation?”
This weekend was much, much needed and actually my first weekend without a visitor, except from my first crazy weekend...
The plan was to go to Amsterdam and witness the famous pride festival with my dear friend Therese, but as the weekend got closer I got more and more physical indications telling me to stay at home and rest. One of my many weaknesses is that I have a hard time saying no to fun stuff, which means that I have been constantly active ever since I got here. Which has been totally awesome, but the stress is starting to manifest itself in my body and demanding some rest. Hand eczema, fatigue, loosing focus, bad mood, loss of appetite... So I decided to stay at home and isolate myself for the weekend.
Friday evening I spent some time with my very sweet housemate and had beer, cheese and chocolate for dinner. It was fab.
Saturday I decided to finally go to Delft, which is only a few kilometers away by bike. That town is stupidly beautiful! Very very Dutch, very much canals and brick houses and market and I was strolling around on my own until I ended up with an ice cream and my book on the town square, listening to some not so good bands playing at a pop festival that the city had decided to arrange that day. This country seems to be an ongoing festival indeed. In the evening I closed my windows not to hear what was going on outside and entered into the world described on the pages of my book. Escapism at its best.
Sunday I started with a long run and an avocado sandwich, before trying to take control over my housing situation in Vienna. Actually, when Nikos left this Tuesday, I was determined to dedicate the rest of the week to finding a place, and it seems to be paying off - I think I have a nice place on the hook, fingers crossed... So after some struggling with that and other boring stuff, I headed out for a second long bike ride which took me to oostduinen, an area of overgrown sand dunes just north of Den Haag. Pedaling away and then sitting alone in the sand, again with my book, having an afternoon nap in the sun... This was just the weekend I needed. But honestly, I'm not motivated at all to go back to the office tomorrow - I need a proper summer holiday! Can't wait to go to Greece in less than 2 weeks....
This weekend was much, much needed and actually my first weekend without a visitor, except from my first crazy weekend...
The plan was to go to Amsterdam and witness the famous pride festival with my dear friend Therese, but as the weekend got closer I got more and more physical indications telling me to stay at home and rest. One of my many weaknesses is that I have a hard time saying no to fun stuff, which means that I have been constantly active ever since I got here. Which has been totally awesome, but the stress is starting to manifest itself in my body and demanding some rest. Hand eczema, fatigue, loosing focus, bad mood, loss of appetite... So I decided to stay at home and isolate myself for the weekend.
Friday evening I spent some time with my very sweet housemate and had beer, cheese and chocolate for dinner. It was fab.
Saturday I decided to finally go to Delft, which is only a few kilometers away by bike. That town is stupidly beautiful! Very very Dutch, very much canals and brick houses and market and I was strolling around on my own until I ended up with an ice cream and my book on the town square, listening to some not so good bands playing at a pop festival that the city had decided to arrange that day. This country seems to be an ongoing festival indeed. In the evening I closed my windows not to hear what was going on outside and entered into the world described on the pages of my book. Escapism at its best.
Sunday I started with a long run and an avocado sandwich, before trying to take control over my housing situation in Vienna. Actually, when Nikos left this Tuesday, I was determined to dedicate the rest of the week to finding a place, and it seems to be paying off - I think I have a nice place on the hook, fingers crossed... So after some struggling with that and other boring stuff, I headed out for a second long bike ride which took me to oostduinen, an area of overgrown sand dunes just north of Den Haag. Pedaling away and then sitting alone in the sand, again with my book, having an afternoon nap in the sun... This was just the weekend I needed. But honestly, I'm not motivated at all to go back to the office tomorrow - I need a proper summer holiday! Can't wait to go to Greece in less than 2 weeks....
Monday, 14 July 2014
Balance and visit from another life
“Alice: How long is forever?
White Rabbit: Sometimes, just one second.”
As summer is proceeding, I am trying (and succeeding) in making my time here feel as much as possible as a summer holiday. I'm a little surprised at this myself, as I thought I would go all-in for my internship, but I am really getting the benefits from a more balanced life. I guess I didn't expect very much at all from DH, but its really showing off its best side, prominently on the people side as I'm constantly surrounded by funny, clever and warmhearted people. I am really grateful to all of them for sharing as much as they do. In a long-term perspective, I also believe that going to Vienna in October will be much better if I'm filled up with summer and energy (and beer...).
Regarding the internship, I am happy with it, albeit the feeling that I haven't really gotten in to it yet. A lot of my time is spent doing market research, which is time consuming and a bit boring, and the outcome doesn't really show yet. But instead of getting frustrated, I hope for more interesting tasks in the future and enjoy the fact that I'm the least stressed person in the office. The benefit of being an intern is that after all (at least in my case), you have no responsibility.
Last week, I was very happy to recieve my first visitor, Andres from Argentina!! Who would have thought? We met in Ecuador in 2011, and now he had decided to "cruzar el charcho" (cross the puddle) and come to Europe, and he was in the Netherlands for a little while. A lifetime ago, yet it is very near in some senses. It was really great to catch up and interesting to see what happened to us after our roads diverged - we lived basically the same life for a month when we traveled together, then I went home and back to my studies in Sweden whereas he continued to Mexico and the Caribbean where he has been working in bars and random places, even as a musician (although he said he was not very good at it). It is fascinating to imagine that I could have done that too, in a different life, but I chose this route and I am definitely happy where I am.
White Rabbit: Sometimes, just one second.”
As summer is proceeding, I am trying (and succeeding) in making my time here feel as much as possible as a summer holiday. I'm a little surprised at this myself, as I thought I would go all-in for my internship, but I am really getting the benefits from a more balanced life. I guess I didn't expect very much at all from DH, but its really showing off its best side, prominently on the people side as I'm constantly surrounded by funny, clever and warmhearted people. I am really grateful to all of them for sharing as much as they do. In a long-term perspective, I also believe that going to Vienna in October will be much better if I'm filled up with summer and energy (and beer...).
Regarding the internship, I am happy with it, albeit the feeling that I haven't really gotten in to it yet. A lot of my time is spent doing market research, which is time consuming and a bit boring, and the outcome doesn't really show yet. But instead of getting frustrated, I hope for more interesting tasks in the future and enjoy the fact that I'm the least stressed person in the office. The benefit of being an intern is that after all (at least in my case), you have no responsibility.
Last week, I was very happy to recieve my first visitor, Andres from Argentina!! Who would have thought? We met in Ecuador in 2011, and now he had decided to "cruzar el charcho" (cross the puddle) and come to Europe, and he was in the Netherlands for a little while. A lifetime ago, yet it is very near in some senses. It was really great to catch up and interesting to see what happened to us after our roads diverged - we lived basically the same life for a month when we traveled together, then I went home and back to my studies in Sweden whereas he continued to Mexico and the Caribbean where he has been working in bars and random places, even as a musician (although he said he was not very good at it). It is fascinating to imagine that I could have done that too, in a different life, but I chose this route and I am definitely happy where I am.
Snapshots
From my first weekend in DH (Den Haag) - my fabulous flatmates Charlotte (left in stripes) and Kelvin (guy on my right) took me to a festival arranged by a neighborhood. Dance dance dance to lovely mexican/peruvian/spanish band Chupacabras!
Dancing made me happy. Friends made me happy. Good vibes.
And, Kelvin is the person to thank for the capturing of this moment!
Sunday, 6 July 2014
Starting a new chapter
“How doth the little crocodile improve his shining tail, and pour the waters of the Nile On every golden scale!”
Monday evening at 10 pm I disembarked the bus, after having spent 14 hours on the road. The journey started in Copenhagen and ended in The Hague, my new home for the next 3 months. I managed to orient myself, and after a short walk I found the house where I was welcomed as the new flatmate. More to come about that!
The following morning I got dressed and went to the office where I will spend most of my time for these next few months. Since I am transferring universities this year (just finished the first year of my master in Copenhagen, the next one will start in Vienna in October), I ended up with a long summer holiday. Nice and all, but since I really want to find a satisfactory job when I'm done with my degree (next June, hopefully), I figured it would be great if I could get some experience from the field I want to work in. Therefore, I managed to find a place willing to have me for a while - kind of outside the system, most announced internships are 6 months with a minimum salary, but mine is categorised as volunteering, so no salary and no rules, basically. Anyways, I'm at a place called IWA, the international water association, which aims to create a platform for different stakeholders in the water sector to network and exchange knowledge. Honestly, I couldn't have found a better place. This impression was enhanced when I came into the office and met the people working in my department (communications and engagement) - everyone is so nice! Humble, witty and clever people who immediately made me feel very welcome.
The week in the office has been extremely intense. I managed to arrive in the beginning of their "international staff week", which means that people from all offices (London, Nairobi, Beijing, Bucharest, Singapore and Bangkok) have been here. It was actually a great introduction, I now know a lot about the work they are doing and had a great chance to get to know the staff better at the social activity, the dinner and karaoke night! Quite crazy, I must say. I've also had the time to get to know the army of interns there, about 10 in our office, who are really sweet and as it turns out, there is another Swedish girl that I have friends in common with from before! All of this has of course been great, but also quite overwhelming. Yet, it has exceeded my expectations and I'm looking forward to a very interesting summer.
As for my house and the flatmates, it seriously couldn't be better. I live with Joost, a local, Anik, originally from India, Kelvin from Sierra Leone/Canada and Charlotte from France/Germany. And they are all really great people! We have already spent a lot of time together, endless conversations over beers or tea, and gone out for adventures together, watching football games in bars, dancing both in clubs and concerts and laughed all the time. I am so happy and grateful to be in this house, with a great community spirit. Here I know I will never be alone or bored!
There is so much more to be said, but I think it is better to stop here and continue with the reflections (an pictures!) at a later point. This chapter of my life will indeed be quite different from the Bolivia one (the last episode I blogged about), but I think I've found a different (rainier) kind of Wonderland here.
Monday evening at 10 pm I disembarked the bus, after having spent 14 hours on the road. The journey started in Copenhagen and ended in The Hague, my new home for the next 3 months. I managed to orient myself, and after a short walk I found the house where I was welcomed as the new flatmate. More to come about that!
The following morning I got dressed and went to the office where I will spend most of my time for these next few months. Since I am transferring universities this year (just finished the first year of my master in Copenhagen, the next one will start in Vienna in October), I ended up with a long summer holiday. Nice and all, but since I really want to find a satisfactory job when I'm done with my degree (next June, hopefully), I figured it would be great if I could get some experience from the field I want to work in. Therefore, I managed to find a place willing to have me for a while - kind of outside the system, most announced internships are 6 months with a minimum salary, but mine is categorised as volunteering, so no salary and no rules, basically. Anyways, I'm at a place called IWA, the international water association, which aims to create a platform for different stakeholders in the water sector to network and exchange knowledge. Honestly, I couldn't have found a better place. This impression was enhanced when I came into the office and met the people working in my department (communications and engagement) - everyone is so nice! Humble, witty and clever people who immediately made me feel very welcome.
The week in the office has been extremely intense. I managed to arrive in the beginning of their "international staff week", which means that people from all offices (London, Nairobi, Beijing, Bucharest, Singapore and Bangkok) have been here. It was actually a great introduction, I now know a lot about the work they are doing and had a great chance to get to know the staff better at the social activity, the dinner and karaoke night! Quite crazy, I must say. I've also had the time to get to know the army of interns there, about 10 in our office, who are really sweet and as it turns out, there is another Swedish girl that I have friends in common with from before! All of this has of course been great, but also quite overwhelming. Yet, it has exceeded my expectations and I'm looking forward to a very interesting summer.
As for my house and the flatmates, it seriously couldn't be better. I live with Joost, a local, Anik, originally from India, Kelvin from Sierra Leone/Canada and Charlotte from France/Germany. And they are all really great people! We have already spent a lot of time together, endless conversations over beers or tea, and gone out for adventures together, watching football games in bars, dancing both in clubs and concerts and laughed all the time. I am so happy and grateful to be in this house, with a great community spirit. Here I know I will never be alone or bored!
There is so much more to be said, but I think it is better to stop here and continue with the reflections (an pictures!) at a later point. This chapter of my life will indeed be quite different from the Bolivia one (the last episode I blogged about), but I think I've found a different (rainier) kind of Wonderland here.
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