All by Myself....don't wanna be....All by myself....by myself...by myself...
I have been listening to Celine Dion a lot recently...which I actually didn't do at home too often because it is rather embarrassing and I can not help but sing along to every song. However, since moving in my new apartment, I have been going all out and assuming no one else can hear me....which is probably a bad assumption since I can hear everyone else...
Anyways, here are some words to sum up the whole of this past week: awkward, sad, tacky, Bulgarian, plastic, and dinosaur chicken nuggets.
Awkward, took my Bulgarian language test and discovered that if people do not say or have the exact conversations that we studied then I'm not sure what to say at all. I was given a conversational topic where I was supposed to ask questions and the topic was "You're in the kitchen with your mother while she prepares dinner, ask her questions to pass the time." All the questions I had learned had to do with meeting people for the first time, none of which you would be likely to ask your mom. I couldn't think of anything so I asked things like, "What are you doing?" and at some point asked "How old are you?" I failed that part miserably and was told that I should find a tutor when I move. However, since I did very well at the other parts, I PASSED!!!! Score. Still plan on finding a tutor.
Sad, I left my tiny little village, my family, my satellite group, the rest of the volunteers, and pretty much the Bulgaria I know. This goodbye was so devastating for me. I loved the community and the village and liked the fact that everyone knew me and I could say hi to everyone, but I guess I will have to put in a lot of effort to get the same result in svishtov. I balled when I left my host family. My mom had cried at the dinner table earlier that week when we were talking about me leaving on saturday, and my baba cried at dinner the night before I left, so i expected that they were going to cry, but when I saw my daido (grandpa) start crying I couldn't help but cry. Everyone cried. We were one big crying sloppy mess. I very much love them and will miss them. Good thing there is a bus that goes straight from Tiny Little Village to Svishtov. Leaving all the other volunteers, including my satellite group, was rushed and I don't feel like I got a proper good bye with any of them. Maybe it's good it was rushed because I would have cried when saying goodbye to them as well, especially since my satellite group definitely feels like family now.
Tacky, Bulgarian, Plastic, and Dinosaur Chicken Nuggets- These pretty much sum up my time in Svishtov so far. My apartment was already furnished and decorated for me upon my arrival! Score. Kinda. My apartment is painted 3 different pastel colors-pink (living room), green (kitchen and hall), and blue (bedroom). It is decorated with plastic flowers (tons...seriously), doilies, plastic bull on my head board (which is kinda awesome), plastic fruit, plastic smiley fruit magnets, velvet covering on furniture (not as good as the shag carpeting that covered everything at my host family's house, but close), fake birds and butterflies, a ship in a bottle, and fancy elephant statue. I find my apartment exquisite and would not have decorated it any differently. It is actually pretty nice, delightfully tacky, and wonderfully Bulgarian. Lastly, first dinner in apartment- Dinosaur Chicken Nuggets!!!!! Who would have thought that they were internationally popular?! I was super stoked to find them, even it means that I can't fit anything else in my freezer. Pictures up soon.
Ok, besides the above mentioned. I am doing well and am excited to discover Svishtov and start making friends, it will be very helpful having another volunteer in town (Ben). I am officially a volunteer now, but will not be starting work until september, so I have time time to explore and meet people. God is good all the time and He is taking remarkably good care of me.