Monday, October 31, 2016

Pink Beaches, Ibiza and Everything in between

Since I can remember, I have always enjoyed learning about various cultures because I find it very fascinating how disparate  parts of the world can be so close to each other but vastly different. Other than Spaniards, I have met many Norwegians,  Asians  (Koreans, Japanese, Hong Konger) Germans, Irish, Italians, Scotts, Poles and Finns. A common similarity I found between each of them is how commonly they know more than one language. I found it interesting  that most of my classmates could speak at least three to four languages. I asked them was it a choice of their parents or mandatory from their ruling government? Each of them responded  that  it is encouraged in their country to know at least two languages if not three because Europe is a continent where there is an array of multiple languages. After hearing this, I was appalled because America as a whole is a country where English is preferred because there is this general misconception that everyone all over the world can speak or understands English. As a result, most Americans mainly speak English. Of course there is an exception to this, which is the people whose cultural background is not American, then being multilingual is encouraged (which is true in my family). Another observation I made about European countries is that after graduating from high school it is highly recommended the youth take a gap year. For a year or two, Europeans work, travel to different countries, join the army, or learn another language while figuring out what they want to do with the rest of their lives.

Personally, I think the gap year phenomenon  is a wonderful idea that needs to be broadcasted more in high schools especially in inner cities because I know a few of my close friends and associates who would have benefited from that experience. A week ago, I had the pleasure to listen to a first-hand perspective about the gap year programs from an young adult and her insightful parent. To my surprise a girl who is studying abroad with me mentioned how she did a gap year after high school and it was the best decision she could have ever made at that point in her life. She travelled to different parts of the world, met people with similar interests as her and most importantly was able to do self-discovery before embarking on her college journey. Afterwards, I asked her father, "Were you in full support of your daughter's decision to not enroll into college right after high school?" He responded truthfully, "Yes, I was 100 percent in support of her choice because we knew at the time if she went when she was not fully ready, then she would not appreciate college as much as she does now.” As the conversation continued about gap years , I realized that many of us attend college right after college not having a clue about  what we want to major in let alone if college is what we want to truly do. Since attending college is a social norm or another life accomplishment to check off, many people enter college not mentally, financially, emotionally,  socially or physically ready. Unfortunately, people do not finish college and have to suffer from the shame portrayed by their families and friends for being a “dropout”. I can say after this conversation and my personal experience with the college journey, I have a better outlook on the college process for high schoolers. Rather than expressing to them the only option they have is to attend college right after high school , I can inform them about gap year programs and the requirements, benefits, and the ultimate purpose of the programs.

Towards the beginning of October a group of us decided to explore other parts of Alicante throughout the month. We first chose to visit Torrevieja, which is located in the southern region of Alicante. Torrevieja is a well known town in Alicante because it contains two salt lakes, a pink one and a green one. These lakes are very famous because they are referred to as a place where people can get a natural spa. My friends and I decided to go to the pink lake which is called, Las Salinas de Torrevieja. It was an amazing trip because the lake was very  similar to the Dead Sea in Asia. The water was so salty that after a while of being in the lake it started to burn the sensitive parts of our bodies. There was black mud near the lake that was used for therapeutic means by the locals and visitors. However, the most astonishing part about the lake (other than it being naturally pink) was when we would lay down , we did not sink we just floated and the water was so SHALLOW. We were able to pick up salt from the lake and see all the sea salt in its natural state. While my friends and I were relaxing in the lake and getting tanned we met these wonderful Swedish men who were so intrigued about our different regional backgrounds in the States. They were so happy to meet us and started talking about what life was like in Sweden and the similarities and differences between them and Norwegians. It was an interesting conversation because Norwegians and Swedish people are so similar to each other their differences are very minimal. The main difference was their accents and pronunciations with certain words or phrases.


Another part of Spain we decided to visit for a weekend was Ibiza, which is known as the island where the best parties in the whole world take place.  We took a bus to a boat in order to get to Ibiza and let me tell you , it was an interesting journey. I have never met a group of people who enjoy House Music as much as Spaniards. They were filled with so much energy that they were dancing for the entire 3 hr boat ride. IBIZA WAS THE HIGHLIGHT TRIP FOR THE MONTH OF SEPTEMBER. It was amazing meeting people from all over the world, enjoying different types of music especially HIP HOP , RNB, but that wasn't the best of it. On our last night in Ibiza we decided to go to a club called Pacaha,  BEST DECISION WE MADE. The club was broken off into three or four parts where music of all sorts was played and I was so elated to find a part that was playing music from back home. Don't get me wrong I am enjoying my time in Spain and the music being played at the various clubs we visit, but a sister has to return back to her roots of Hip-Hop and RNB. As I was enjoying myself, and thinking this night couldn't get any better, I found I was gravely mistaken. After dancing for over three hours, I decided to take a break and THEY PLAYED AFRICAN MUSIC (IVORY COAST TO BE EXACT) ❗❗❗❗❗❗ I WAS SO EXCITED I JUMPED OUT OF MY SEAT AND STARTED BUSTING MY AFRICAN MOVES ON THE DANCEFLOOR. IT WAS SUCH A GREAT NIGHT & THE TIMING WAS PERFECT BECAUSE I WAS CELEBRATING THE INDEPENDENCE OF MY BELOVED COUNTRY, NIGERIA. AFRICANS ARE MAKING IT WORLDWIDE.

So that’s life outside of classes, but I am also learning a lot at school

¡Hola Santiago! ¿Qué tal?
¡Hola Efosa! Muy Bien, ¿Cómo estas?
Muy Bien, Profesor, Jefe Lol

It will be the last time, I would say those words in the morning before Spanish class because it was a new month and I was progressing to the next level of Spanish. Professor Santiago was a BLESSING sent from God. He helped me adjust to the academic customs in Spain, kept reminding me to not be so hard on myself and take everything a day at a time. He made learning Spanish fun and interesting by applying the lessons to realistic everyday scenarios  (e.g introductions, expressing how you feel, describing professions and the places where people work etc.). For that I will forever be grateful  to him.

As I start my new level of Spanish class, I notice I am becoming more comfortable in conversing in Spanish with people outside of the classroom setting. Regardless if I say it correctly,  I am having fun throughout the experience. (That's the whole point of this trip right?) Well until next time !

Surprises and Moroccan Vibes

The Blue City in Morocco
 "New month, new class, new professor, and NOW A NEW HOUSEMATE, OH NO !"  I have reached my halfway mark of being in Spain and finally  feeling acquainted with my host family and a curve ball thrown at me. (I don't know if it's my only child tendency kicking in), but I really enjoyed being the only student in the house and not having to share a bathroom with anyone. Unfortunately, my host mom informs me that we will be getting another female student who is from Japan. Honestly speaking, I started over thinking because I did not know what to expect or what her personality would be like etc. I sent my cousin Lynda a text message expressing my concerns and her response was for me to seize the day and be open to the possibilities of making new connections with another international student. After the conversation with my cousin, I realized maybe I was overreacting just a tad bit. Therefore,  I decided to give it a try and welcome the other student with open arms. The following evening she arrived.  Her name is Kaho, she speaks three languages Japanese, Spanish, and a little bit of English. To my surprise she was a blessing in disguise because she helped me become more comfortable speaking Spanish with my host family. There were times when I could not describe what I was trying to say in Spanish to my host family, so I would explain in Spanglish to Kaho and she would help me translate to my parents. Furthermore, she indirectly motivated me to get up earlier for school without having to run anymore to the tram station. In addition, I was always adamant that the tram was faster than the bus when going to school, but she was willingly to prove me wrong and now I arrive to campus 20 minutes earlier.


Through this lesson, I learned the cliché life quote "Never Judge A Book By Its Cover."

Enough about my home experience,  let's talk about the luxury of being able to visit another continent because Europe's location is ideal for traveling. For my 20th birthday, I decided to go to Morocco for the weekend to mainly ride camels and of course see the Moroccan culture. As a Nigerian-American the trip hit close to home as well because it was my first time traveling to Africa without my parents and seeing another African country other than Nigeria. Initially, I was a tad bit nervous but eventually became excited to embark on this opportunity with the friends I made in Spain. With the help of Discover Excursions, the Moroccan trip was INCREDIBLE. (Discover Excursions is a program made for study abroad students who want to visit different places in Europe (Portugal) or Africa (Morocco and Sahara Desert). While in Morocco, I practiced my bargaining skills, rode a camel, was mistaken for Malia Obama (I do not know how lol), received henna twice (first experience was great and the second one not so much), saw an awesome traditional Moroccan dance, and had great MOROCCAN TEA !

On the second to last day in Morocco, after the group finished eating at this Aladdin themed restaurant, some of us decided to go shopping and practice our bargaining skills. After an hour or so of shopping, we decided to take a break and just enjoy the scenery of the town, Assilah. A young gentleman was trying to have us buy some bracelets from him, but we were not interested . Afterwards, he said "Obama", we all thought he was saying this because  we were American. But then he pointed in my direction and said, "No, Obama. Malia Obama." I looked around thinking he was talking about someone behind, but he wasn't. We all laughed and I responded, "Gracias, pero no soy Malia Obama." He responded, "Si, si mismo cara." At that moment, I just left the situation alone and let him think what he did.




The first time
 getting henna 
Henna in Morocco was very beautiful and interesting it was cool seeing how the women memorized all the designs in the book . The first time I got my Henna it was red , very glittery  (which I loved), but it didn't last more than 12 hours and by the next morning it was completely gone. Afterwards, I was not interested in getting anymore henna. But when we arrived to Assilah , a friend and I were done shopping and these two Moroccan women were hassling us and basically grabbed us to get henna done. While all this was happening, I said, "Solamente, tengo dos euros." The lady who did mine said, "Okay no problem, just come , I know what design to do for you." But the lady who did my friend's said, "you can pay whatever amount you want." Five to ten minutes later, both of the women started doing intensive designs. My friend and I were in disbelief these hennas were only going to be two euros. Boy, were we wrong, the lady who did my friend's henna said, "20 euros." I spoke in disbelief, "UM no no no,  he dicho dos euros y has dicho sí no problema." Afterwards, I called my program chaperone  to come get us because the ladies would not let us go. Long story short, I paid 2 euros , the ladies were upset and we were able to head back to our group.

The next weekend after it was the oldest grandchild's birthday. She was turning 5, the party was awesome. It was hosted in an indoor ball park, a lot of her friends came with their parents. It was great seeing the family again. My favorite part of the party was the puppet show because it had a lot of activities such as a wack - the- robber segment for the birthday girl and story time. It was interesting to see a birthday in Spain because the birthday song is different compared to the way other Latin Americans sing happy birthday. For example in Spain it's, "¡Cumpleaños Felices!" but in other Spanish speaking countries it's "¡Felices Cumpleaños!"

As for classes , it's still going well and my Spanish is getting better each day.

Until next time ❗