Monday, July 2, 2012

Finally home


This is going to be my last official post because I'm officially home! Well I have been for a few days, but I've needed time to relax.  After the 2 delayed flights, 1 cancelled flight, 1 bus ride, abandoned luggage that was sent to my house.... I finally made it home! I think I was traveling for about 30 hours straight.  That was awesome.  Not.  The best thing about my trip home, I was never hit by jet lag! 

This was not my first time away from home.  However, it was the longest that I have been away from home.  It was the longest that I’ve stayed in once place while traveling. 
I didn’t have friends of family traveling with me.  I had to figure out everything entirely on my own. 

While in Georgia, I built a life for myself.  I had a job.  I had amazing coworkers.  I had projects outside of school to keep me busy.  I figured out how I fit into my Georgian family.  I made new friends that turned into building a small community.  It’s hard to believe that all that came to an end after six months.

When I returned home to my life in the US, I can say that I didn’t really feel that different.  When I think about it, it feels like my time in Georgia was a dream.  Did it actually happen?  Was it all just a dream? 

It wasn’t a dream.  The return culture shock does not hit everyone.  I think I’ve gotten so good at adjusting and readjusting that it doesn’t take a large toll on me anymore.  I’m very thankful for that.  I still have come extremely appreciative of my life in the US.  Living in Georgia has made me value so many things.  I love telling my family about things that I experienced over there, especially the living conditions.  I was extremely lucky in my conditions, but it was still hard at times.  After sharing, my family members simply said, “I couldn’t have done that.”  I’m proud of myself that I could endure.

Now that I’m home and readjusting nicely, I’m ready to take the next step.  I’m ready for the new test to come my way.  I’m ready for the next challenge.  I don’t know what is next, but I know it’s going to be great!

ADVENTURE IS OUT THERE!!!

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Soon it will be nothing but memories...

My final day in Georgia as a TLG Volunteer has arrived.  I know I'm not technically a volunteer anymore because my contract ended 7 days ago.  That's beside the point.  I'm also saying that it's my final day as a volunteer because maybe I'll come back here again.

It's been a wild 6 months.  Looking back on my time here, I've done so many things!  That's the beautiful part of being abroad and traveling, you're feet don't want to sit still for too long.

I
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got classroom experience under my belt.  I think I'm a pretty good teacher.  That's what everyone has been telling me, so it must be true.
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attempted to learn some Georgian.  Never mastered the alphabet, but that's not important.
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been apart of/help build a community in Batumi.  I've met so many amazing people, Georgians and foreigners, and I hope to keep in touch with as many of them as I can!
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traveled throughout Georgia and managed to get to Armenia and Turkey.  Adding 3 more countries to my travel list :)
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co-directed/produced (whatever) a play with 20 crazy Georgian teenagers.  And we pulled it off!  Those kids were a blast to work with.  They are all going to go far in life.  I've got a good feeling about them.
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grew surprisingly close with my host family, the Yacheishvilis! I am so grateful to them for welcoming me into their home for all that time.  They made me feel more at home than I would have imagined.  
I miss my duck coffee cup :(
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survived the Georgian winter! Enough said.
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experienced the amazingness of the Marshutka.  I'm still alive!
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And so much more.  But I forgot.  Must not have been that important!


A few days ago, someone asked me, "What was your favorite day here?"  I think I sat there for about 5 minutes just thinking.  Trying to string all my favorite moments together and pick the big favorite.  Simply impossible.  I've had so many great moments here, I can't pick a favorite day.

MEMORY TIME (these are in no particular order)
  • During orientation, we sat in the Ballroom waiting for Tamara to read off our placements.  I was the only one in my group to get placed within the city of Batumi! Woot woot.
  • The first time I walked around Batumi at night and got to see the city completely lit up!
For example: This!
  • The first time I taught the 4th grade by myself.  The plan was to follow the book but then we just played "Simon Says." Watching them run around the room was hilarious!
  • Exploring the fantastic Disney Statue Park with Kas on my birthday! 

And then going to my birthday supra before jetting off to Armenia that night! Great 24th b'day.

  • Helping Chuck rescue 2 kittens from the cruel Georgian cat world.  They're not really fans of cats. 
Meet Oslo Giorgi!

And the kitten that doesn't have a set name yet.  I call her Charlie.





















  • Taking the cast of Murtazi and Juliet up to the Mtirala National Park.  Hiking for hours, pretty much uphill I might add, for hours to a gorgeous waterfall.  Then a picnic... then a squirt gun fight.  I took the pictures.

  • Pretty much ANY of the numerous shindigs that occurred at Chuck's apartment.  That was where I went for a little home away from home.  Thanks Chuck! I'm going to miss that more than I can put into words.
We DO have fun!
  • I feel like I need to mention the nightlife of Batumi.  In a way, it reminded me so much of River Falls.  I loved that.  There were those few bars in town.  That's probably not true.  But there were only 3  that everyone seemed to stick to; Vinyl, Iredelis, and Metro.  That's just how we roll in Batumi. 


  • Easter Break was pretty awesome.  That's a lot of moments to talk about though.  Trabzon, Gori, Borjomi, Vardzia... Too much amazingness for one little bullet point.
  • One night I was hanging out with Chuck, James, and Raisa.  We were having our last hangout session just the four of us.  After a spectacular dinner (made by Chef Chuck), we headed out to the Boulevard and then to the beach to launch Chinese lanterns.  It was straight out of "Tangled."

  • The TLG Volunteer Certification Ceremony of 2012.  Basically, all the TLGers who finished their contracts in June went to this ceremony. We pretty much went to a graduation.  It was a great way to finish up everything and say good-bye to people. Oh yeah, and I was chosen to give a speech.  No big deal.  I was the chosen TLG volunteer to represent the Adjara region.  Yes, I was nervous and yes, I stumbled.  I am so glad that I did it though! :)  It pays to have a great experience.
  • The night of the Murtazi and Juliet production was one of the most stressful times and one of the greatest.  It was a great production and of course there were a few hiccups but nothing major.  The kids did a phenomenal job is that heatbox of an auditorium.  Their hearts were all a flutter and I remember a few stomachs flipping up and down.  After the performance, some of the kids practically kidnapped Chuck, James, and I.  They shoved us onto a crowded Marshutka and refused to tell us where they were taking us.  Sandro, however, kept repeating "Mtirala!"  I would not have lasted that long.  Instead of Mtirala, they took us the Riviera Restaurant for a special dinner.  There was dancing later.  That was a really fun night.  Especially when James put on the horse costume! Great fun.
That is only a few of my favorite moments.  I've been here 6 months, if that was it... To get right down to the point.  I love traveling and it's unpredictability.  You can try and make an itinerary, but there are some things you can't factor in.  The element of surprise that will take your breath away.

In 5 hours, I head to the airport and begin my journey back to the US.  I'm sad to leave. I'll probably cry when I get on the plane. I'm excited too. I'm ready to start my life back home and find my next big journey.

Until next time. Adventure is out there.

Thursday, June 7, 2012

An Hour with Hilary!


Monday evening, around 10pm, I was at dinner with some friends enjoying a late night meal. A wonderful falafel plate at the Lebanese Restaurant.  We’re finishing up and waiting for the check when I receive a call from an unknown number.  Generally I don’t answer those but it was a “577” number which means that it was from someone in TLG.  I answered the phone and I hear, “Hello Kristine, this is …… from TLG.  Do you …… “ I could hardly hear a thing.  My phone is awful!  Urgh.  I could just throw it at a wall soon.  Well, I lost reception completely and the call dropped.  I run outside quickly to try and get to a quiet place and wait for them to call back.  When I answer I find out that Hilary Clinton is going to be in Batumi tomorrow.  First thought: “Cool!”  Then I find out that there is an event in the Piazza in her honor.  Second thought: “Awesome! Maybe she’s making a speech and they’re telling me to go and watch.”  THEN they tell me that this is a private event for her.  Third thought: “Bummer. Why are you calling then?” Even though it is a private event, a few TLG volunteers were invited to attend the event because she wants to meet us.  Fourth thought: “I WAS CHOSEN?!”  Sweet, I get to meet Hilary Clinton! Final thought: “Wait, what do I wear?”  When I asked the TLG representative, her response was “I think casual will work.” Seriously? I should dress casually when meeting the US Secretary of State?  I’ll figure that out on my own.  I might have been a little over the top when thanking her on the phone for choosing me, but it’s an amazing opportunity! Who would have thought that I would be meeting Hilary Clinton as a TLG volunteer in Georgia?! I sure didn’t.

Tuesday. 

I receive the details from my TLG rep, Indira. I must meet her and the other volunteers in the park at 5:30. Don’t be late! Dress semi-formal as the minimum (So casual is not gonna fly).  I leave play practice at 4 and rush home to get ready.  I even took a Marshutka home so I could have more time.  I hardly ever take Marshutkas in the city.  That’s how pressed for time I was.  On the Marshutka, I begin making a checklist of what I need to do when I get home.  Turn on the water heater so I can shower; pull out my fancy, blue dress; find some accessories; do my hair… You know, all the girlie things. 

I get home and I find out that there is no water at home.  Noooooooo!!  But then my host sister comes to the rescue with the back up water and the teakettle.  What we end up doing is heating up some water in the teakettle and she pours the water over my head as I bend over the shower to least wash my hair.  Thanks Mari! :)  I finish getting ready and fly out the door by 5!  Flag down another Marshutka and head off to the meeting point.

We met at 5:30 in the park and found some benches in the shade.  6 o’clock comes around and no call. Then it’s 6:30.  Then it’s 7 o’clock.  At this point, several of us had resigned with the possibility of the event getting cancelled.  I was one of those people.  I admit it!  You would be one too.  Well, surprise surprise. At 7:45, we finally got the “go ahead” to head to the Piazza.

As we walked through town, I couldn’t help but notice how many of the streets were blocked off and how there seemed to be two police officers at each street corner.  A little extreme?  Possibly.  In the Piazza, there are two main restaurants.  La Brioche, one of the more pricey cafes in Batumi, and The Quiet Woman, one of the more pricey bars in Batumi.  Of course! We’ll take Hilary there!  I’m surprised there wasn’t a red carpet waiting for her.

Anyway, we were given the back row of tables (naturally), but it was still fabulous because La Brioche is amazing.  At each table, there was a plate of fruit and a plate of desserts waiting for us.  As we sat down, a man came around and told us, “Don’t eat anything until Hilary Clinton arrives. Oh, and no pictures.”  Great. No pictures and no food.  Good thing we had all those snacks while waiting in the park.  At least we were given some wine while we waited.  Some of the best wine I’ve ever had.  Well done, La Brioche.  At one point, it began to drizzle.  A canopy did not cover Hilary’s table.  It was rather amusing watching 15 waiters and the management staff move everything around for 5 minutes of drizzling.  When that stopped, they moved everything back to its original place.  Logic was not on their side.  Moving the canopy could have been easier, but I guess their way was more fun.

At 9:20, Mikheil Saakashvili, the President of Georgia, arrives with his wife and runs around to make sure that everything was perfect. There was a little tension, but they were speaking Georgian so I couldn’t really understand the problem.  15 minutes later, Hilary finally arrives!  She walked into the Piazza with a news camera giving her a spotlight and flanked by her group of bodyguards.  Mikheil was telling her about the Piazza and then gestured in our direction and said “Those are the Americans over there.” We all received a wave and then she went to her table.  So that was what they meant by “meet Hilary Clinton”? Okay, at least we all got food and wine. :)

Before sitting down a woman sang the US National Anthem.  Of course.  It’s been awhile since I’ve heard that.  Honestly, she was much better than some of the versions that I’ve heard back home.  We all sit down and begin eating.  It was hard not to attack the food that we had been staring at for so long.  Sarah went straight for the desserts and I dived into the fruit plate.  I had my first watermelon of the summer and it was great!  While we were devouring our food a bunch of traditional Georgian dancers come running into the Piazza.  That is what I wish I could have taken a picture/video of.  Oh Hilary.  Anyway, the dancers performed twice, there were singers as well. 

After the performances ended, Hilary stood up and I assumed that she was making her exit.  However, she was introduced to the US Ambassador at the table behind her and then Mikheil led her over to all the TLGs! :) Happy dance!  She met the girls at the first table and then spoke to Sarah.  Before she came to speak to me, Mikheil stopped her and told the story about how he thought of the TLG program.  Basically, his wife’s brother has been traveling all over the world for many years and he’s mainly been speaking English because it’s rare to meet anyone outside Georgia who knows Georgian.  Anyway, the brother’s English is so fantastic because he’s been talking with native English speakers.  Therefore Mikheil started the TLG program to bring native English speakers to Georgia so that all Georgians would know it from the native perspective.  Then Hilary came and introduced herself to me. She asked me three questions, “What’s your name?” “Where are you from?” and “How long have you been in Georgia?”  Three questions was enough for me.  Anything else and I wouldn’t have known what to say.  I’m just glad I didn’t stumble over my words.

After meeting the rest of the TLGs, she floated through the rest of the tables, met a few more people, and then called it a night.  Once she left the Piazza, then everyone began wrapping things up.  We were pretty much being pushed out by the La Brioche staff.  I lingered enough to finish up my glass of wine and grab the last pieces of fruit.  You have to snag that while you can! It’s not very often that I get fruit in this country.

That was my big moment with Hilary Clinton.  Exciting stuff, right?

Here's a video of the news clip with Hilary!
http://www.myvideo.ge/?act=dvr&chan=rustavi2&seekTime=06-06-2012+12%3A06

Until next time.  Adventure is out there!

Sunday, June 3, 2012

Doctor! Doctor!

Welcome to June everyone! We're having a great start to the month so far! :) The first day was a great big field trip to the Mtirala National Park.  But that's another story for another time.  I want to tell you all about my first doctor visit in a foreign country. Yesterday's drama.

Now that I think about it, I this was my second doctor visit in Georgia.  The first was during the week of TLG Orientation when I had to do a medical check.  That doesn't exactly count because I wasn't sick at the time.  So this is my first doctor visit because I was sick.  I thought it was just a typical cold.  Sore throat.  Congestion.  No cough yet, but I'm sure it's on the way.  Normally, when I get sick, I ride it out.  No doctor.  No meds.  Just some good, old fashion Vitamin C.  Not this time!

So, here's the story.  After the final ELCE training session on Saturday (woot woot), I went to the Radisson Hotel with a friend to enjoy a celebratory beverage... or two. Nbd. How can you say no to this view of Batumi??

Before heading to the Radisson, I self-diagnosing myself with Strep.  Totally google imaged "strep throat."  Let me tell you! That is not pretty.  Eek!  Anywho! While at the Radisson, I popped into the ladies room took a look at the back of my throat.... It looked remarkably similar to the images I googled.  And I thought, "Great! The first time I get Strep, I'm in a developing country with sketchy hospitals and doctor offices (from what I hear)."  

Next step: Find doctor at 8pm on a Saturday and confirm self diagnosis.

Usually when you visit the doctor, it's in their office, correct? Well not this time!  I got the royal treatment :)  Instead of calling my insurance company and waiting until Monday to get checked out.  I went directly to the source.  Contacted a friend that lives close by because her husband is a doctor.  Luckily, she was at home and they live in the area.  We took a quick jaunt down the road and up to their beautiful apartment.  Immediately, I was seated on the couch and then a thermometer was placed under my arm.  Temp was a little high I guess, but nothing too serious.  We discussed my symptoms, took my blood pressure, yadha yadha, yadha.  

You'll all be happy to hear, it's NOT Strep.  However!  Doctor says, I have Tonsilitis! Awesome.  NOT. 

Well, I got some medication.  I'm on 2 day of that and swelling has gone down.  Sweet! Anti-biotics to the rescue!  I am so glad that I knew someone who was available on such short notice.  I really do think that Georgians have such amazingly huge hearts and they just want to help you in any way that they can.  It takes a remarkable heart to see someone in your home on your time off.  Simply wonderful people.  Thanks to them, I am well on my way to recovery! :):)

Until next time. Adventure is out there!

Monday, May 28, 2012

ქრისტინა

I just got the cutest gift from my host family! It's a coffee cup that is monogramed with my name on it! :)

My cup! I know you can't see all the letters of my name in the picture.  But they're all there!

For those of you who are thinking, "Why is she so excited about a monogramed coffee cup?" ... I have two things to say to you:
1. Bite me. Hehe
2. You probably have a really common name.  So when you find monogramed items your name is probably always there. Of course you're not going to think it's that exciting!

Despite the fact that it's a gift from my fabulous host family, it's the Georgian spelling/alphabet of my name! In the US, I can never find the correct spelling of my name (full or nick): Kristine or Krissi.  I guess Kristine is a very uncommon spelling.  One time I did see an "Adriana" and not "Kristine".  What's up with that?! Furthermore, there seems to be some controversy surrounding my nickname.  I changed the spelling of it in high school.  I would rather have the "i" than the "y".  Personally, I think it looks better. My family and some friends feel otherwise.  They still spell it with a "y".  Silly people!

Anywho! I will love this cup forever! It's a great reminder of my time here. Plus, now I can never forget how to spell my name the Georgian way.

Kristina = ქრისტინა

Sunday, May 27, 2012

The Last Big Hurrah at Chuck's :)

Friday night was the last big hurrah party of our little Batumi Community at Chuck's House.  These little shindigs have been occurring almost every weekend at Chuck's place.  Sadly, all of our time together is slowly coming to an end.  Some of us are leaving in a week or two.  Some of us are leaving to travel a bit more before returning home, wherever those homes might be.  But then some of will be returning to Georgia in the Fall.  I'm included in the second group.

Anyway! Before Kas and I headed to the shindig, we took a little stroll on the Boulevard.  We were walking merrily along when we heard some wonderful Georgian music.  It was coming from a parked car under a grove of trees and there were four Georgian men dancing their little hearts out.  It was hilarious to watch.  Just a regular Friday afternoon in Batumi.  After the dancing ended, we relaxed a little bit longer on our bench... Until we saw some big thunder clouds rolling through.  We quickly packed up our bags and made a run for it to Chuck's place.  We were about a 45 minute walk away.  10 minutes passed and a torrential downpour.  After the last time when I got stuck in the rain without an umbrella, I made sure that I had mine on this day! Go me!  Kas, however, was lacking in the umbrella department.  During her stay in Georgia (From Sept 2011 to the present), she has gone through 4 or 5 umbrellas.  Oh Georgia!  So, we're in the downpour, trying to press on, but we had to duck in between these 2 buildings to wait out the "storm."  In total it only lasted 5 minutes max.  Post downpour, the Boulevard had cleared out.  We had the whole place to ourself!

Stolling down the Boulevard...  Arrival of Chuck's! The party was already underway! :)

I already said that I've been to several soirees at Chuck's and this one was the biggest! At one point in the one bedroom apt, there was about 20 people.  Now that doesn't seem like a lot to all the hardcore party people out there, but it really took me back to those college days ... Such a long time ago *ahem one year ago. ahem*  Anywho!

20 people. Americans. Georgians. Canadians. A Georgian Kitten.  There was a variety of beverages being passed around.  A plethora of snacks (we went through at least 8 bags of chips. slightly hilarious.)
Simply, a marvelous time!

The evening soiree transformed into a giant sleepover!  Not all 20 people stayed over night, thank goodness!  Only 12 of us. ONLY.  Two on the kitchen floor.  Two in the bedroom.  Four in the living room.  Four in the alcove.  I shared my mattress with Jordan in the living room.  She actual tried to overtake my mattress, but I held my ground!

My favorite part of the function was the breakfast the next morning.  It was the closest thing to an American breakfast since I left home.  There was fruit salad, orange juice, omelets, toast, and pancakes!!  I think that is what I have been craving the most.  Did you hear that, Mom?  I want pancakes when I get home! Just kidding, I'll be making them myself. Every day for a week. :)  Pancakes.  The only downside is there is no Aunt Jemima Syrup in Georgia. :(  Maple Syrup in general here is incredibly expensive.  One small bottle of syrup costs 30 GEL, about $20.  Yikes!  Well, Pancakes without syrup is still great in my book!
A special thanks to Chuck for a wonderful send off! :)  Couldn't have asked for a better night.  But I still have plenty of time left for great nights to come.  I'm not saying good-bye to Georgia yet.

Until next time.  Adventure is out there! 

Sunday, May 20, 2012

Beware Soy Sauce, Strangers, and Sudden Storms

I've got 3 stories for you all!  Ironically, they all deal with "S" words.  That's just weird. Well, let's get to my latest moments of my time in Georgia

Story 1:  Beware of Soy Sauce.

Yesterday, Kas and I headed off to one of our favorite restaurants here in Batumi, the Chinese-Indian Restaurant.  We mainly stick to the Chinese menu.  I'm pretty sure I've gotten the same thing every time I've gone there.  I don't do well with change when it comes to food.  But frankly, a big plate of Chicken Fried Rice for 6.50 GEL ($4), that's a great deal!  Can't go wrong with that.  Anywho... We each ordered a plate of Chicken Fried Rice and I got some Onion Paratha (it's Indian bread and it's delicious). So we got our food and I look at the table and realize that there is no soy sauce! What?!  A Chinese restaurant and there's no soy sauce on the table.  That's blasphemy!  The waitress is no where in sight.  At this point, Kas and I are the only two people in the place.  This is typical.  When eating at this restaurant, one usually has the entire place to themselves.  I'm super curious how it stays in business.  Another thought for another time.
Since the waitress was MIA, I went to track down the soy sauce myself.  We are pretty well liked and I knew where it was so I didn't think there would be a problem.  I waltzed over grabbed a bottle and got a "okay" nod from the chef.  Success! Or so we thought...  Kas dribbed a little soy sauce on her food first.  I was still munching away on my paratha.  Yum yum.  When I finish my paratha, I grabbed the soy sauce and poured some on my rice.  As I did, a giant, dead FLY came streaming out as well.  I know that we're generally lacking protein over here, but that was not exactly what I had in mind.  Eek!  We just sat there staring at my plate...  Kas had been eating the lovely fly juice for the past 5 minutes or so. Honestly, I thought she was going to run off to the bathroom.  That's how I interpreted her facial expression.  She head herself together well.  We called over the waitress when she was shocked.  She immediately looked over at the cooks.  We told her that it came from the soy sauce (explanation through hand gestures of course).  Apparently in the five years that she's been working there, that has never happened.  Of course not.  She took away the fly juice and made us some more fried rice because  half of it was ruined.  The new rice was bagged up to go.  That was great! Both of us kind of lost our appetites after that.  For our troubles, we got some complimentary green tea.  It was pretty great, except it was super hot out.  There's nothing like hot tea on a hot day.
I'll probably go back there again soon, but I'll think twice about the soy sauce.

Story 2: Beware of Strangers

This story is not so cool.  It was last night, well technically this morning.  I was walking home from hanging out with some friends at Metro.  That's one of spots in Batumi where all the TLGers/Peace Corps people hang out.  For those of you who went to River Falls, you all know the order of bars that the students go to.  Coaches, Ground, and Boomers.  Well it's kind of the same thing here in Batumi.  Iredeli and Vinyl are first and second.  It depends on the night which one is first, but they go hand in hand.  Then the people that want to keep going after those two close then head to Metro.  Besides hanging out with amazing people, I embrace the routine of the bars because it takes me back to those RF days when I got to do the usual.  Oh dear.  I make it sound like that was eons ago, when really it was a year ago.
So I was walking home from Metro. I wasn't actually walking home because I've been cat/house sitting for a friend while he enjoys a lovely vacation in Istanbul.  Just a little side note.  Anyway, most of the time when I walk around late at night, I'm not usually bothered.  This was one of the few times where I was NOT left alone on my nice walk home.  Let's be real, I was pretty much harassed.  I knew that this guy was going to talk to me because of the way that he was following me.  We were going in the same direction but clearly it turned into following.  I knew he would say something because I started on the sidewalk but he came on the side walk.  So I moved into the street, they're doing construction on this road and it's blocked off, it was safe.  After I moved into the street, so did this guy.  So I crossed the median to walk on the other side of the street and so did he.  BUDDY!  Take a hint, I'm trying to get away from you.  He did not get the hint.  Then I hear, "Hello! You are very pretty! Where are you going? So pretty." Throughout all the shouting, I just ignored him, didn't say a word, and subtly tried to adjust my pace and stride so that I could get away from him.  I think he picked up on it because next thing I know he's jogging up behind me to walk next to me.
So I'm alone, still probably 20 minutes from my destination, and now I'm being mistaken as a prostitute.  Awesome.  This guy was persistent.  Question after question after question.  Not answering didn't work.  Answering with "no" didn't work.  "Leave me alone" didn't work.  Nothing.  He tried to offer me some gum at one point, of course I said "no" and seemed upset that I wouldn't take his gum.  Nice gesture, but not falling for it.  All the sudden he skips in front of me, faces me, in turn making me stop, and he drops down to one knee and tries to take my hand.  A proposal?!  Seriously?!  After that the mental debate turned into: Fight or flight... Fight or flight... Fight or flight.  In the end, I fake named him (introducing Nicole Smith!) and managed to separate from him.  Phew!
That's the closest I've gotten to being harassed by a Georgian.  I'm so lucky he didn't try anything else, but he probably would have gotten a swift kick to a place where a man does not want a swift kick.  Definitely don't want another experience like that.  I really hate paying for taxis... but it looks like that might have to be the way to go if this situation presents itself again.  :/

Story 3: Beware of Sudden Storms

Normally I'm a big fan of thunderstorms.  Don't get me wrong.  I love them.  Except... today was not one of those days.  I was walking back from the Batumi Plaza and it began to drizzle.  Okay.  Not too bad.  The Plaza is all the way on the other side of the city.  I was about 35 to 40 minutes away.  Plus I was carrying my purse, gym bag (yup, I joined the gym at the Plaza! Just for one month), and a few props from the Murtazi and Juliet practice I had gone to before that.  PLUS, no umbrella.  The rain is starting to come down harder.... Thunder is booming.... Lightning is cracking... yahda yahda yadha...
It was a great walk home. Not. It's my own fault for neglecting the Boy Scout motto.  (When abroad) Always be prepared!  I shall not forget that.


Until next time.  Adventure is out there!

Monday, May 14, 2012

Holy Humidity Batman!

Dear Batumi,

The humidity is really getting to me.  If you could do anything about that, I would much appreciate it. 

Yours Truly, 
Krissi



Within the last week or so, the humidity of Batumi has escalated suddenly.  Everyone has been saying, "it's always humid in Batumi."  Well I feel like it has come out of no where.  Don't get me wrong, I love the warm weather.  I don't want to get back into a Georgian winter at all.  I just wish that I got eased into it a little better.  Well that's life!

The current weather of Batumi:
70 degrees F :)
83% humidity :(

This is now what I have to look forward to:
Cons
- Not having AC at home or school.  I heard that schools turn into a heat box once the weather gets nice.  It hasn't been too bad yet but we've still got one month to go.
-Having to be inside on really nice days because of school :(  Well that's life as a teacher. Ha
-Becoming drenched in sweat from just walking down the street.... it's not that bad yet but I'm sure it's going to happen.  eek.
-Being unable to wear tank tops and shorts all the time. (Another downside to being a teacher)
Pros
-The warm weather is hereeeeeeee!
-Now I get to add Beach Days into my already busy schedule! I can definitely rearrange things for that! :)
-On those Beach Days, I can finally go in the Black Sea without freezing immediately into a popsicle.
-Now that it's nicer weather, everything will be open.  Since Batumi is more of a tourist city, most things are generally closed during the winter, but now they are opening everything up.
-We can now sit outside at bars and cafes.
-Lots of dolphin watching coming in my future.
-Sandals!  Feet, be free.

To sum up: Batumi is now hot and humid.  Life is wonderful.  End of story.

Until next time. Adventure is out there.

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Breaking news!

Alert!! Alert!!  My flight information is in!  I now have a official date of when I will be returning to American soil.  The date is...
JUNE 28TH!!

The moment when I read the email from TLG asking me to confirm the information that they provided, I felt a huge weight lifted off my shoulders.  Now I know that I will get home!  Just kidding.  I knew that TLG would arrange everything in an excellent somewhat speedy fashion.  I sent in my request on April 18th and received the email on May 11th.  Only 3 weeks.  Super-de-duper!  I'm just glad that I didn't have to wait until the beginning of June to hear when I would leave.  That was the original timeline that I was given, but they knocked that timeline out!

This is the theoretical schedule that I was given for my departure home on the 28th.
Depart from Tbilisi Airport at 4:50 am.  (I can't wait for that! Eek.)
A quick pop over to Warsaw. (Only a 6 hour layover this time. Some more exploring time!)
Spend some time in O'hare. (Welcome back!)
Da da da don!!!!  Arrive in Milwaukee at 7:10 pm on June 28th.

This is going to be one of the longest days EVER.  That's okay.  It'll just go in my memoirs later on in life.

Well I just wanted to let everyone know the happy news.  46 days and counting...

Until next time.  Adventure is out there.

Thursday, May 3, 2012

The Amazingness of the 4th Graders :)

I just want to talk about how much I love the 4th grade classes at my school. I have two 4th grades; 4A and 4B.  I've got a great story for each:

4B - Thursday, April 26th.

On this day, my co-teacher, Nino, had to leave early because she had a wedding to go to. Well actually, she had a beauty salon appointment before she went to the wedding.  Who gets married on a Thursday? I don't really know.  I haven't been to a wedding since I was a kid. Anyway, since she had to leave early, that meant that I would be all alone in the classroom.  Not that uncommon from what I've heard.  Honestly, if it had been any other grade, my answer would have been, "Hell to the no!"  Except I would say it a lot nicer than that :)

She was in the classroom for the first 5 minutes or so.  Just to help get me started and explain some directions in Georgian.  I'm not that good.  We started off class with a lovely class composition about the Great Fire of London.  We were writing paragraphs based on what was happening in some pictures.  By the end of the composition exercise, Nino was long gone.  Nakhvamdis!  Before starting the next activity, I went around to check that everyone had finished writing.  About 1/4 hadn't written a thing.  I had to stand over them until they had finished.  I love being tall and authoritative!  

Next I had planned an activity to practice their listening skills.  I was going to play a song and they were to write down every word that they recognized.  But in order to write things down, they needed paper, right?  Right!  So I asked everyone to hold up their notebooks because only a few had them out. Then it turned into a game! I just began shouting commands at them to see if they had any clue what I was saying.  It was actually a lot of fun.  They seemed to love it.
"Hold your notebooks up"
"Put them down"
"Hold up your pen"
"Put it down"
"Hold your pencil in your left hand"
"Down"
"Right hand"
"Go to the board"
It was simply hilarious.  Then we did the listening exercise.  I wasn't  sure what to pick at first.  It's actually harder than one might think.  It needs to be school appropriate, clear enough for the kids to understand, but still fun.  Also, I wanted them to recognize the song I chose.  If it's not sung by Selena Gomez, Justin Bieber, or Hannah Montana, then it's not really on their radar.  I'm getting sick of them as well.  So I picked Glee instead!  I wanted them to recognize "Smile," but I don't think they did.  Then we went through the words they knew and corrected the spelling.  Sky = "skai"  tomorrow = "tommorow"  We listened to it a second time to see what I could write on the board.  I'm not as fast as I thought I would be, but I did my best.  So "Smile" is kind of a slower song.  When it ended the second time, I heard Levan complaining about how he was falling asleep.  At least he was saying it in English. He's not the hardest worker.  So I turned on "Empire State of the Mind."  All work stopped and we finished the lesson with a big dance/singing party.  Then the bell rang.  

Not bad for my first solo class! :)

4A - Friday, April 27th 

On this day, we had our regular bi-monthly visitor from the ELCE program.  Today's topic is... Volunteerism!  Interesting fact: In Georgian there is no word for "volunteerism."  They know and understand the general idea but there is no direct translation for it.  Silly Georgians!  I still love you :)

For our lesson about Volunteerism, we began with a song and video from Sesame Street about keeping a park clean for the pigeons.  All for the pigeons!  

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z7XQEiN_Vxk

Next we designed a mock TV show.  The wonderful Megi (the most brilliant 4th grader I've ever met) was the talk show host.  She was interviewing people who had done or was going to do some volunteer work.  (They weren't actually going to do this specific work, but we just gave them roles about it.)  Tekla was a volunteer at a hospital.  Keti was volunteering at a primary school.  Enri was helping animals.  Shako was helping refugees.  Lasha was doing community clean up.  We wrote out the interviews for them to role ply with.  The interviews also included questions from the audience.  It's one of the few lessons that I've seen here in Georgia where everyone participated in class! :)  We chose these big ideas because we wanted to put it in the back of their minds.  This is how they can volunteer in the future.  Big ideas!  Also, I threw in some hidden messages.  
For example: 
During the refugee section.  
A question from the audience: "Will they ever get to go home?"
Shako: "I hope so."
I love subliminal messages! :)

After we finished the TV show, we collected their homework.  They were each to draw a picture of whatever they wanted.  They just couldn't color it in.  Next we took everyone down to the first floor to visit all the children with disabilities.  The kids from 4A paired up with a student with special needs to spend time coloring pictures with them.  While I was watching the students coloring I noticed that one girl, Diana, was having difficulty holding the color pencils.  Therefore, Lizi and Megi were physically helping her hold the pencils and listening to Diana tell them what she wanted to color.  It made my heart melt. :)
Here are some pictures of the coloring fun!





This is Lizi and Megi helping Diana color! :)
This was honestly one of my favorite days at school.  Do understand why I love the 4th graders so much?!  They rock.  Easy as that.

Until next time.  Adventure is out there! 

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Murtazi and Juliet

About a month ago, I helped start up a project with James (another TLG in Batumi) and Chuck (the trainer of the ELCE program in Batumi). We decided to use the kids of School N15 because they had an English Club.  We went through a couple practices and everything was on schedule and running smoothly.... or so we thought. Early this week I got several confusing SMS messages from Chuck saying everyone quit. EVERYONE QUIT?! No more project :( Boo. It all came down to a miscommunication error between us, the students participating, and the faculty.  Jealousy could have been a factor as well, but I don't know for sure.  Basically what I'm trying to say is that Murtazi and Juliet is no longer running at School N15. I really wish it could have worked out. The kids were doing a great job and it could have been a wonderful project for them. That's okay. We'll do something else for them.  Great job putting in the effort guys! We tried but it's kaput.

After the whole debacle earlier this week, I thought the project was officially dead. But then a wonderful ray of sunshine came peeking through the dark clouds! The show must go on!  Thank you Keti and School N2! We have now shifted our efforts to the English/Drama clubs at School N2.  Yesterday, we had a brief meeting (Chuck, James, Keti, and I) to talk about the possibility of trying it at school. Determination took over and we're doing it! End of story. Keti did some scouting and organized a meeting between James and I and all the kids who were interested.  About 20 or so showed up. Fabulous since the cast is about 14 or 15 people.  Now we have extras! I'm so excited. You think you know, but you have no idea.  After about an hour and a half we had an entirely new cast.  We still have our Murtazi (Romeo) from School N15. He's worked so hard and knows a lot of his lines so far. Well done Vazha!  Many of the kids wanted to be Murtazi (which I found surprising when there was little interest for that role at school N15), the narrator and news reporters. While deciding the cast, we had many of the students read some lines.  Not only we they just reading from a piece of paper, we found that they were already acting into it! I loved watching it. I can't wait to dive in on Tuesday! This is going to be a lot of work but it's going to be a great time!

Until next time. Adventure is out there!

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

The Much Needed Stress Reliever

Got stress? When then you need a stress reliever!

I'm not sure if all of you out there are in need of some stress relief, but I sure am.  People deal with their stress in a variety of ways.  Some take a nap (which is a person favorite choice of mine). Some have a glass of wine (which could be nice as well). Then some turn to exercise.  I've been trying to turn to exercise because with all the oily food that I've been getting here in Georgia, I'm a little worried that I'm going to blow up like a balloon!

Usually my form of exercise here in Georgia is pretty limited to going for a run or walk on the Boulevard.  Tonight I wasn't feeling it too much.  The main reason was that I ate way too much at lunch with Chuck and James.  It was really great food and I'm not sorry that I ate what I did.  It was fabulous! Thank you "Tiki Hut"!  So running/walking was out because of the "beached whale" feeling. What did I do? One of my favorite exercises: Yoga!

I really miss doing yoga on a regular basis.  Off the top of my head, I didn't remember too much.  That was a bummer.  Shortly after starting, I remembered a certain powerpoint that I had saved on my computer.  When I took the Yoga class in River Falls with my bestie, Kelly, we had to do a project, 30-Minute Yoga Workout. That is still on my computer! So I turned on my relaxing tunes and the powerpoint.  It was amazing! I'm pretty sure that this is the tightest my muscles have ever been.  Especially the back of my legs.  My downward facing dog was not the greatest and I couldn't balance to save my life. The wall was my new best friend. I kept thinking, "don't fall down, don't fall down, don't fall down." I'm sure that my back is going to hurt tomorrow, but that's okay!  The benefits of my yoga workout: my stomachache disappeared, my headache is gone (perhaps the 4 Advil finally kicked in), and already feel my flexibility coming back! Slowly but surely :)  

Maybe the 30-Minute Yoga Powerpoint will become part of my new routine. It's definitely more fun than running.

Until next time. Adventure is out there!

Friday, April 20, 2012

More about Trabzon...

As you know, the first day of Trabzon was a success. Day 2 began with a lovely Marshutka ride into Meydan (a.k.a. the city center).  As soon as our feet stepped out of the Marshutka, we did the typical “tourist-in-a-new-city” thing and busted out the city map. Kas had circled everything that we wanted to see in Trabzon.  Normally it doesn’t take me that long to navigate my way around a map, except it was so unbelievably windy! The map was flying every which way. You know that cartoon where someone gets hit in the face with a piece of paper ball and then it forms to their face? That’s probably how we looked to those who passed us by.  Another element that slowed down our map reading abilities was that there are NO street signs in Trabzon. None.  Well none that we could see anywhere.  The locals were probably playing tricks on us.  In that moment, this is what we knew; we’re in Meydan, we want to find the Ataturk Pavilion.  The problem was getting from Point A to Point B.  Always tricky.  After a certain amount of time, that felt like an eternity, a Turkish man whisked us into the closest tourist office. We spent the next 20 minutes trying to explain to them that we didn’t want to go on their tours, we just wanted to know where we were! Is that too much to ask?  Then we left that office and wandered down the street to the Tourist Information Office.  The man that worked there spoke English significantly better than those in the previous office.  He helped us get our bearings and map out a plan for the rest of the weekend.  Over the next two days, we were able to hit up everything that we wanted to see.  Success!

One of the funniest parts of the weekend is how we got too and from the city. The hotel we were staying at was slightly outside the city center.  That meant we just had to Marshutka around. Since neither of us spoke a single word of Turkish and the drivers had no idea where "Novotel Hotel" was when we said it, I developed a different strategy to communicate to them.  I took a picture of the Outlet Mall next to our hotel and that is what I used to convey our destination.  When whenever we were trying to head back in the evenings, we would stand on the big street parallel to the Sea and flag down every, and I mean every, Marshutka that would be driving along.  When they stopped we would open the door and show them this picture:
Their answer would be a simple shake of the noggin.  Yes or no.  It should really silly, but it was really effective.


On Tuesday, we checked out of the hotel and took a quick detour to the bus station to check bus times before one last day in the city.  We located the stand of the bus company that went to and from Batumi, got the time schedule, and were then searching for lockers to put our bags. Well… they didn’t have lockers.  Oh silly Turkey!  Luckily, we left them with the charming secretary in the Prenskale office.  I’m happy that I brought my combo locks with me.  For the most part, she looked trustworthy but it was comforting to know that my bag was locked.  When we returned from our exploration, I checked my bag and everything was in its proper place. J

Here's some pictures of the local sites!

Meydan!

Kas and I with the Sumela Monastery in the background.

Inside the Sumela Monastery

Overlooking Trabzon!

Hagia Sophia

Atatürk Köşkü

Behind all the trees is the Trabzon Museum.

The bus ride back was nothing out of the ordinary. The best part was just after we crossed the border back into Georgia.  At this point we were the only ones on the bus, except for the driver of course.  Since it was nearing evening, Kas felt a little chillier and decided she wanted to add some layers and change from sandals to tennis shoes.  My bus driver was simply transfixed!  Maybe he’s never seen bare feet before or maybe it was that Kas’s hair kept sweeping into his face… I thought we were going to hit something because he was hardly looking at the road, just her feet.  Pretty hilarious moment.  


Part 2 of Spring Break is coming soon!

Until next time. Adventure is out there!

Sunday, April 8, 2012

Spring Break! Part 1: Trabzon, Turkey.

I'm on my Spring Break! 11 days to relax and do whatever I want! Okay, not exactly whatever, but you get the picture.

After all the planning and changing plans again and again... My plans are finally fairly definite. Here they are:
Right now, I'm in Trabzon, Turkey. Next is Vardzia, a beautiful city full of caves. I'm hoping to hit Gori, Stalin's birthplace. (I want to go see it, but Kas doesn't seem that excited.) A possible stop in T'bilisi (the capital) or to Borjomi to see the formal Romanov Summer Palace. Frankly, all this depends on time and money. Isn't that always how it goes. Everything comes back to money. Boo. It'll still be a great break!

Getting to Trabzon started the same as any other trip I've taken in Georgia so far. It began with the mission on finding the right Marshutka. My fellow traveler, Kas, and I decided to meet in T'bilisi Square at 9am and then head to the main Marshutka station from there. Actually, we had to meet in T'bilisi Square because I had no idea how to get to the main station. It wasn't that hard to find and I'm sure I could have figured it out. However, it was so much easier to get there together! Anyway, we decided to get there right away to get on the early Marshutka to maximize our time in Trabzon. We assumed that there would be one leaving around 9am. So we got to the station, found the Marshutka and sat in our seats. 2 hours later.... the Marshutka was full and we were on our way! So much for getting up early. You live and you learn. So we left Batumi, had to cross the Georgia/Turkey border where we saw some fellow TLG-ers on their way to Turkey as well. Of course, we were all headed to different cities but it was nice to see some familiar faces. Back on the Marshutka once we went through all the checkpoints, another 4 hours on the Marshutka we were in Trabzon!

Drama of the trip: We didn't exactly know where the hotel was but thankfully I had written down the address and phone number on a piece of paper to show to someone when we arrived in the city. On the Marshutka we made friends with a guy who spoke English to help us communicate with who we needed to. He helped us a lot once we arrived in Trabzon. Thank you David! He was helping us find a way to our hotel from wherever we would be getting dropped off. Well, right as he asked, we found out that we were passing the hotel. Whoops! Until like Georgia, the Marshutka just can't stop in the middle of wherever and drop us off. Lame! We were then dropped off close to the city center at a giant mall called "Forum Trabzon."David helped us talk to some taxi drivers via a security guard.
"How much to get to this address?" "30 lira" "Do you know of a bus we could take?" "No. There are no buses that go there. You need to take a taxi!"
Riiiiiiiiight. Buddy, we hopped on a Marshutka that took us right to the hotel for 3 lira. Thank you very much. The funny part was that we were ready to take the taxi and just bite the bullet. Luckily, we did some digging around first. I'm so glad that I didn't just hop into the cab. I used my brain instead! :)

First day in Trabzon was an overall success. We arrived safely, avoided the outrageous taxi prices, looped around the outlet mall by the hotel, lunch at Burger King in the mall, took amazing 30 minute showers (opposed to the normal 5 minute ones), walked on the beach... The usual things to do in Turkey :)  Tomorrow the real exploring begins! I can't wait.

Until next time. Adventure is out there!

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Oh 6th graders...

I can honestly say that the 6th grade class at my school is one of the weirdest classes I've been in. Ahhhh, the adolescent years.

I finished off my day with the 6th grade. They are a naturally distracted bunch. I like to think of it as "Ooo! Something shiny!" syndrome. To makes things even worse, the kids had just had their P.E. class. It's hard to sit down and write about old black and white TVs with giant screens after playing dodgeball for 40 minutes. Some of them were participating. Thank you!

When my co-teacher and I first walked into the room, there were maybe 10 students in the classroom. That's another thing, it completely baffles me that the bell hardly means a thing in Georgia. The message of the Georgian bell seems to mean, "Class has started, but get there when you can." That would never fly in the US. Anyway, the bell rings. We go to the class and wait for the rest of the kids to come. They come from the gym downstairs, drenched in sweat. Gorgeous. Apart from being late, many of the kids had strange smirks on their faces. My antenna went up! Something's going on here. I glance around and most of them had white streaks going down their jackets and sweaters. Chalk. I found myself spending much of the class room collecting chalk pieces from the kids. They were still drawing on each other during class. One boy in the front row, took a mechanical pencil from the girl behind him and colored it with the piece of chalk he had. Pretty sure he's crushing on her. I will now be referring to him as Chalk Boy! Honestly he's not one of my favorites because he, among other boys in the class, spend 80% of their time staring at me. Only slightly creepy. I'm not THAT interesting. I think that they stare at me to see when I'm watching them because I actually notice when they are throwing things across the room or drawing on the desks or what have you. Haven't they figured it out yet? I see all! :)

Until next time. Adventure is out there!

Monday, April 2, 2012

A Picnic on the Beach, Complete with Dolphins!

On Friday, March 30th, I enjoyed my first picnic on the beach of the Black Sea with my new TLG buddy, Kas. We planned it about a week ago and thank goodness the weather cooperated. My fellow picnic-er and I met at the local Goodwill (which is the Georgian version of a Pick 'n Save except it's 4 times smaller) to purchase some goodies for the picnic. We each got a drinkable yogurt, score! I can't speak for Kas, but I got it because I'm seriously lacking some calcium that my body is craving. We also purchased some chips, a strange flavor of Doritos, and of course some candy for dessert. I know what you're thinking, that is such a healthy lunch! We got our main course at the next "shop" we went to. It's more of a stand than a shop. But to get to that place, we had to leave Goodwill and that meant battling with the beggar/gypsy children that swarm you as soon as you leave the store. On this particular day we got lucky and weren't harassed. They were better behaved than the other ones I've unpinned myself from. Usually they clamp onto your arm, purse, leg... Frankly, anything they can get a hold of. I'm not a fan of Goodwill because I hate what's waiting for you on the other side of the exit door. Thankfully, Friday was a good day. After Goodwill, we meandered our way to T'bilisi Square in search of the stand with our main course. Since I said "stand" I'm thinking that you all can guess what we purchased? That's right, KHACAPURI! A picnic on the Black Sea is not complete without the Georgian staple of Khacapuri. We got it for 1.40 GEL each (85 cents) as opposed to the usual 1 GEL (61 cents). Plus, it wasn't the greatest tasting Khacapuri. We won't be going to that lady again. Khacapuri places are a dime a dozen! On the way to the beach, I even scored myself a wonderful looking banana. Yummy fruit! We chose a certain pathway to the beach that lead us through the back roads to avoid walking past the front of Goodwill. We walked past the port and settled down in one of the best spots of Batumi. We were at the beginning of the Boulevard and surrounded by the Ali and Nino statues, the Ferris Wheel (that was turned on!), and the Alphabet Tower. We found a beautiful spot on a giant concrete slab on the rocky beach. The reason we chose this particular spot was because it is the best place to do some dolphin watching!
Picnic!

Let's go through the necessities to make a fabulous Georgian picnic: Black Sea? Check. Beach? Check. Gorgeous weather? Check. Amazing landmarks? Check. Snacks? Check. Khacapuri? Check. Dolphins? Check! Honestly, the only thing that was missing was a red and white checkered blanket and a Diet Coke. I couldn't find a blanket that resembled such description on short notice. Furthermore, good Diet Coke doesn't exist over here. I have to wait until I get back to the USA for that. I took me a long time to each my lunch because every five minutes I would throw my food down and frantically rummage for my camera while shouting "Look over there! Dolphins!" This picnic is going down as one of my favorite moments of my time here in Georgia.

Please enjoy some lovely pictures from my picnic! :)
The famous Ali and Nino

Picnic Lunch! 

Boats heading to the port.

Dolphins!

More dolphins!

Ali and the moon.
More often than not, I stop and think to myself: Is this really happening? Am I actually here? Sometimes my life in Georgia feels like one extended dream and I'm just waiting for the moment I wake up suddenly and find myself still in Wisconsin. Wisconsin, I love you and all, but I'm so happy that my life path has lead me to experience moments like having a picnic on the Black Sea while watching dolphins swim around. :)

Until next time. Adventure is out there!

Thursday, March 29, 2012

What happened to March?

I just looked at my calendar and I JUST realized that there are only 2 days left in the month. Good-bye March! It seems like only yesterday I was waiting for my birthday to come... I seriously have no idea where it all went. I didn't think I was that busy, but in a way I'm glad that I haven't noticed the time. I actually like feeling super busy! 

I've picked up some extra-curricular activities. I'm taking a stab at private tutoring! I've only done one lesson so far, so we'll see how that goes. My student, Lizi, is fantastic. Only in 7th grade, she's so smart (or as the Georgians say "She's so clever.") and she really tries her hardest! :) I know it's going to be fun! I'm constantly trying to think of different activities and lesson plans for the kids. I'm thinking that we need to try some "popcorn reading" for the 3rd graders. I'm also working on fixing the resume and job hunting. It actually a lot harder than I thought it would be since I'm applying for jobs while I'm on the other side of the world. Everything will work out though :) 

This morning I did not have a class during first period, so I had some time to kill. A great time for making a "To Do List"? I think so! I got that finished and then I started thinking about the time that I have left here. I'm almost at the halfway point of my contract (April 1st)! I've always had "countdowns" for important events...  For example, my birthday, I had a countdown for that. Well I started making random countdowns  and I'll share some of them with you!

(Today is pretty much over for me... These start tomorrow)
-Time away from home: 77 days 
-2 days left until April
-8 days left until my Spring Break
-49 school days left
-78 total days left until the last day of school
-83 days left in my contract

That seems like a long time from now, but if this time goes as fast as March did... I'll be home before I can count anymore. Well I better not waste another second. 
Live every moment!

Until next time. Adventure is out there.

Monday, March 26, 2012

Seriously, What time is it?

Since I've come to Georgia, I've been using my iPod as my alarm clock. Luckily, it's been going well so far. I've woken up immediately every time it's gone off. That doesn't mean that I get out of bed right away. That's the down-side to having an electric blanket. It's so lovely and toasty warm all the time! I've gotten into the habit of setting my alarm about 30 minutes ahead... That way I get to pretend that I'm getting more sleep. Frankly, I do the same thing at home. At home, it takes be at least 4 snoozes and then I'm up! In Georgia, I've gotten down to 3 snoozes. Progress!  This was not a good alarm clock morning.

Don't worry, I didn't over sleep. On the contrary, I got up 1 hour early! My iPod has decided to play a little trick on me. It has decided to reset my clock so that it's an hour fast. I was absolutely and utterly confused this morning. 

When my alarm went off at "7:55 am," the sun didn't look like it was in the right spot. I looked at my iPod, 7:55am. I looked at my phone, 6:55 am. I looked at the clock on my dresser; 7:30 am. I sat up in bed and rubbed my eyes for about a minute, glancing between all the clocks, trying to figure out which one I should go by. Finally, I got up and went into the kitchen. The clock on the kitchen wall said 7:15 am. I think I'm a pretty smart person in general, but with all this confusion first thing in the morning, I was not functioning very well.  One of my initial thoughts was Day Light Savings Time. That must be it! But as the wheels began turning in my head, I remembered that I heard there is not Day Light Savings Time in Georgia. Weirdos! Way to confuse the Americans. Some more time rolled by and I was trying my hardest to figure out a solution. I logged onto my computer, opened up the google search, typed in "world clock" and found out that it was 7:02 am in T'bilisi, Georgia. Success! Then I went back to sleep for 50 minutes. I would not have been happy to have gone to school one hour early. Honestly, I have no idea when the building opens up. Well I am only a 3 minute walk to school. It wouldn't have been that big of a deal to go that early. I would have just come right back home. I'm glad that the wi-fi was my friend this morning. State of confusion resolved!

Until next time. Adventure is out there!