Mittwoch, 14. Januar 2015

Cotswolds

Hey all,

as the sun begins to shine more often and winter - hopefully - turns into spring soon, my boyfriend and I are starting to plan our travels for this upcoming year. First and foremost, let me tell you that there is a plenty of destinations we would love to go to. But as usual, students' bank accounts often don't allow too much. However, we have come up with some ideas: some of them will be taken into account when planning our summer vacations, others will be forgotten immediately for several reasons.

But, I have fallen in love - with a place I really want to go to (with my boyfriend, friends or alone - I don't care!): the Cotswolds region in Southwest England! To get an impression, look at the following pictures:
(c) http://www.tourist-destinations.net/2014/08/cotswolds-england-travelers-guide.html




(c) http://forum.femmeactuelle.fr/threads/5918-*****-Coin-causeries-avec-caf%C3%A9-offert-!-*****/page10

http://www.cntraveller.com/guides/europe/england/the-cotswolds/where-to-stay

















































Convincing enough? ;) Who would not like to see this picturesque, enchanting, charming, calm,... place? Beautiful honey-colour limestone villages in a scenis rural setting, rolling grasslands (that somehow remind me of the shire in The Lord Of The Rings) and many hidden corners are waiting to be explores.
Doubtlessly, it is one of the most beautiful areas of England and definitely deserves to be declares as Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty by the UNESCO.

Geografically speaking, it covers the counties of Gloucestershire, Oxfordshire and Warwickshire, in the North it is limited by the Avon river, in the East it's the city of Oxfors, in the West it's Cheltenham as well as the Themse valley and the cities of Lechlade and Fairford in the South.

Cotswold Way
http://www.traildino.com/trace/continents-Europe/countries-United_Kingdom/trails-Cotswold_Way




















When going back in history, the area has always been of great importance, especially because of its sheep. These were famous throughout Europe for their heavy fleeces and high quality of wool. Still nowadays, these sheep can be seen on the hillside.

While skimming through pages of information on Cotswolds, I have come across a walking trail called Cotswolds Way. It is a 164km long walk, starting in the city of Bath going northeastwards to Chipping Campden. Along the trail you will find several sights, among them the battlefield of the Battle of Lansdowne, the Somerset and Tyndale Monument or the Broadway Tower. Have a look at this tower here.

File:Broadway-tower-cotswolds.jpg
http://wikitravel.org/en/File:Broadway-tower-cotswolds.jpg



















I found a website that offers several packages, from a six-day up to a eleven-day trip, varying in the distance you want to cover, including overnight stays etc. It would be really interesting and also a little challenging to go on this kind of holidays - since we have never done that before, we will really think about that one!

That's it for today... we will see what I am going to tell you next time!

Good night y que sueñen con los angelitos!


Montag, 12. Januar 2015

12 years a slave - not only a movie review

Hey all,

during the Christmas break I finally had the time to watch several movies I had wanted to see at the cinema, but - as usual - didn't have the time to do so. Among them was "12 years a slave" directed by Steve McQueen, starring Chiwetel Ejiofor, Lupita Nyong'o, Michael Fassbender and Brad Pitt. I can't really tell why it caught my attention, I only know that I wanted to see it. It has got several awards, such as the Academy Award, the Golden Globe Award and the British Academy Film Award as best movie, Nyong'o also won the Oscar for best actress in a supporting role as well as Ejiofor's Britih Academy Film Award as best actor in a leading role.
To be honest, award-winning movies are not necessarily good too, on the contrary, winning movies often only perfectly fit given standards and therefore win prizes.
However, this movie deserves every prize it has won and is doubtlessly one of the best movies I have seen recently.

In short, 12 years a slave is a historical drama which tells the story of Solomon Northup, a free African-American who is kidnapped and sold into slavery. All this happens during a period of time where slavery is practised throughout the American colonies in the South. I only knew a few facts about this time, that's the reason why I did some research on that topic to understand everything a little bit better - and wanted to share some facts (and thoughts) with you.

In America slavery began when the first African slaves were brought to Jamestown, Virginia in 1619. A long period of personal nightmares, as abuse and cruelty is concerned, was about to begin for most of them. All of these slaves who were taken to what now is the United States helped build the economic foundations of the new nation.
Virginia was back then a sparsely populated area, inhabited by people who try to make the colony profitable for England. When Dutch arrived, they brought 20 African slaves with them who then stayed with white families to support them. As the colonies started to prosper, slaves grew more and more important. But unlike their European counterparts who held citizenships in their home country, slaves were never subject of the English common law in America - they were workers without rights.
In 1641 slavery was legalised. This meant a dramatic change for the slaves: they became the personal property of the landowners and could be owned for lifetime. In 1660 English King Charles II established the Royal African Company to bring what they called the "Black Gold" from Africa to America because their labour was so profitable.

When England finally outlawed its slave trade in 1807, the American colonies relied on their own internal slave trade. By 1860, a million people were moved and sold within the colonies, tearing families apart and going miles from the East coast to the South.
But not only were they kept for doing hard work on the plantations, women were also taken as prostitutes or to be misstresses of their masters. The enslaved population was controlled by legally authorized violence.
Slavery has always had its critics in America though, as slave trade grew, so did opposition and eventually America became a country divided. This division into the Northern part of the United States being against slavery and also abolishing it step by step, and the Southern part which held onto slavery, teared them apart in the American Civil War (1861-65). Even though four million slaves were freed, the legacy of slavery kept on playing an important role in American history, up to civil rights movements in the 1960s. 

There would be many more things I could tell you about this cruelty and brutality called slavery, but let me get into some details on the movie itself now.

As already said, it is based on the life of free man Solomon Northup, who is taken as slave in 1841. Solomon is an educated, hardworking man and violinist, living in Saratoga Springs in New York state together with his wife and two children. He is offered a job as musician in Washington D.C. he can't resist - the place where he gets kidnapped, delivered to a slave pen and taken to New Orleans afterwards where he is given the name "Platt". The first master he works for gets soon very impressed by his "talent" and knowledge since slaves are supposed to be illiterate and not even capable of any writing or reading. Life could have been someway "easy" - that is to say, with hard work all day long, but without any harm and brutality - but tensions are being built up with one of the overseers. Resultingly, Solomon is sold to an other planter, who turns out to be extremely sadistic, cruel and honestly believing that he has the total right to abuse his slaves. For instance, the slaves are beaten if they don't pick at least 200 pounds of cotton every day. Young Patsy, played by Lupita Nyong'o, is praised lavishly by the master because she picks 500 pounds a day. The landowner also sees her as his misstress, is attracted to her and rapes her frequently, what on the other hand causes his wife to become jealous for no reason. 
After a betrayal, Solomon seems to lose his confidence of regaining his freedom ever again. During construction works where he gets to know a Canadian labourer, played by Brad Pitt, who expresses his opposition to slavery, Solomon tries asking for help one last time. A letter is sent to Saratoga Springs, resulting in the arrival of the local sheriff some time later. He is accompanied by a shopkeeper from Saratoga. They have come to free Solomon Northup, though the master is furiously protesting against it and tries to prevent him from leaving because he still believes that he can rule over his slave.
After 12 years as slave, he is restored to freedom and returned to his family. What is left unknown - and still is nowadays - are details on his death and burrial.

The movie is quite shocking at the beginning. Well, throughout the movie you have sequences that will definitely take your breath away and leave you astonished for a moment. Due to the fact that it tells the story of a real person and the fact that it happened to so many more people, you really start to think, collect thoughts and pity those who had to live in these times experiencing all that. It's somehow really frightening what people can do to each other. Further, if you think about the time - and that it's not thaaaat far in the past. Discussions about race, ethnicity and even racial segregation are not that far-fetched - when you think of earlier happenings in the United States last year or the Charlie Hebdo shooting last week....

But that would be too much for now... 

Hope to have you reading my posts soon again!
Good night!

Donnerstag, 8. Januar 2015

Living abroad - part II

Hey guys,


let me tell you something: being sick is not funny at all! I have been tied to bed for several days now and it has got more annoying with every day that has passed... the only steps I have taken were from the bed to the livingroom, back to the kitchen to grab a cup of tea, heading back to my cosy bed and falling asleep again immediately. Thank God, the worst part is over and I'm starting to feel better again.

That's why I thought of continueing my Living abroad post - since the best is still to come!

Well, as I already told you in my last post, Venezuela didn't turn out the way I wanted it to. Many things went wrong in every possible way. I guess the worst parts really were, on the one hand, returning without having learned any Spanish at all, on the other changing a lot during the months I spent there.
But let me continue with a period of time I would call the best of my life!

When taking the plane to Mexico City, I was a little frightened. I didn't know what to expect. Especially because I couldn't really handle the information I was given before leaving: the reason why I could go to Mexico that quickly was because two Austrians were sent home due to acting improperly while being there. I didn't know what that meant - and I also didn't want to spend any moment on thinking about it. Anyway, it couldn't get any worse than in Venezuela.

My host parents were already waiting for me at the airport, taking me home to a town with about the size of Graz and three hours South of Mexico City. It immediately felt like HOME! Admittingly, my first host family had a rather difficult time living with me, getting me to go out and all that because of all the things that had happened in Venezuela. 
I started to go to school and was lucky enough to join a class of only eight other students. I was one of the first exchange students to go to school there, meaning that I was standing out like a sore thumb. At first, I didn't really know how to react to that, since I wasn't used to being someone "special" and being someone everybody wants to talk to. It felt strange at the beginning, but after a while I got used to it. 
My classmates were adorable too. I had a fun time going to school, studying together with them and all that stuff. 

After two months I had to change my family due to my exchange programme's rules. That's where everything started to work out perfectly! My host dad was the best I could ask for, always joking and inviting me to drinks (considering that he himself was breaking one of the "4D rules - no drinking, no driving, no drugs, no dating" implemented by the exchange programme, I always had to smile whenever he offered me something), taking me wherever I wanted - just like me dad here in Austria! Both my host dad and mum were giving me what I had hoped to experience in Venezuela: having quarrels and discussing them if necessary, but they always made me feel not only welcome but part of the family. 

What I have completely missed out: my fellow exchange students. For being a relatively small town we were quite a lot who where living there, I think we were ten if I remember correctly. There was one guy from Germany and you know what I loved most about him? Right from the first meeting he told me not to talk any German with him because he was there to learn Spanish. First, I was a bit astonished, but it was the best thing he could have said, because throughout the whole time we spent together we hardly spoke any German. My host family also forced me to learn Spanish and were not willing to talk to me in English, even if I had difficulties understand certain things at school. To sum up, the best thing that could happen. Otherwise, I wouldn't have learned it I guess. 

Much of talking about Mexico, let me show you some of my favourite pictures. Most of them were taken during my vacations I spent there in 2005 and 2007. Each picture is followed by a short description. 

Have fun!


Cathedral in Oaxaca, southwest Mexico

the highest mountain in Mexico, the third highest in North America - Pico Orizaba

my town's cathedral

my city's townhall

Xalapa, a city close to the Gulf of Mexico

cathedral of San Miguel de Allende, the most beautiful I have ever seen

Cañon del Sumidero - a canyon in Chiapas, which is deeper than the Grand Canyon

Castle of Chapultepec, Mexico City where Emperor Maximilian from Austria lived 
inside Chapultepec

beach at Celestún at the Gulf coast
everything painted in pink - flamingoes wherever you go in Celestún


columns at Chichen Itzá

one of the new Seven Wonders of the World - Chichen Itzá pyramid of the sun

Chichen Itzá

monument of historic importance - National Museum of Anthropology

Teotihuacán, an important site North of Mexico City

Teotihuacán

heavenly Caribbean beach close to Tulum


Mayan archaeological site right next to the Caribbean Sea

perfect advertisement

Tulum

most magical place I have seen - Palenque



Pacific Ocean at Puerto Escondido, Oaxaca

Pacific coast sunset

Montag, 5. Januar 2015

Living abroad - Part I

Hey guys!


I have been thinking a lot about my time abroad and guess some might be interested in that part of my life as well.
Some of you may already know that I lived in Venezuela and Mexico for quite some time. In detail, this means that I was supposed to spend my 11th grade of school in Venezuela.

First, I wanted to attend classes in an English-speaking country. I applied for a place to stay in Australia, but due to September 11th all of those who had applied for a year in the United States switched to Australia or New Zealand. As a result, the places for Australia were taken, New Zealand was no option either - so I had to re-think my exchange year. Coincidently, I talked to a friend's cousin who had lived in Venezuela only a few years before. She was telling me about it very enthusiastically, what led to the decision to spend my year there too.

Finally, I left Austria on September 8th 2002, heading towards Barquisimeto in Central Northern Venezuela. After a very long flight from Munich to Frankfurt, the overseas flight to Caracas and a national flight to my hometown-to-be, I got to meet my host family after a 19 hours journey. I got warmly welcomes by my hostparents, my district's governor of the exchange programme and a German girl who had lived in Barquisimeto for quite some time. Honestly, I can't remember anything about the first days in Venezuela. What I quickly realized though: my Spanish wasn't as good as I thought it was.


I started to go to school, along with the girl from Germany I had met the day of my arrival, a guy from Quebec, Canada and a girl from Switzerland. Everything seemed to work out perfectly, the only point really bothering me at that time was that my Spanish didn't get any better because of speaking too much German instead of taking the chance of practising my Spanish. Unfortunately, with the days and weeks passing by the relationship with my host family got worse. With every day I spent around them, I felt more uncomfortable, because they were screaming and yelling at me for no reason all of a sudden. As a result, I spent most of the time outdoors with friends - and once again: not practising my Spanish. But that came to an end when the political situation got more complicated - and dangerous - for strangers. School was closed by the beginning of November, malls, cinemas and nearly everything related to public life followed the upcoming weeks due a national strike that about five months in total. Due to these two factors - the poor relationship with my host family and the political circumstances - I soon began to incredibly miss home, spending most of my days crying in my bed. The worst part was sill to come though....

Waking up two days before Christmas, I found myself home alone. That wasn't really surprising since my host parents rarely told me anything when they were leaving. Suddenly the door bell rang, opening the door, there was my neighbour telling me that I had to come with her because my host parents had left to see their sons in the United States and wouldn't be around until mid January. First, I was like: WHAT?! You have to be kidding me! But soon I realized, nope, she is not joking at all! I immediately called my programme's local chairman to tell her that I wanted to leave Venezuela asap! She was telling me to calm down and to move in with her, but I didn't want to stay any longer.

Two weeks later I took the flight back home, which costed half a fortune due to lack of gasoline and overseas flights in general. Believe me: tears were streaming down my cheeks when I finally arrived in Graz. Never had I felt that releaved before. Even thouh it were only three months I had spent in Venezuela, I had changed a lot. I was a quite shy and quiet person before leaving, but very vivid in comparison to the person I was when I got back home. Friends of mine didn't even recognize me, especially because of my physical appearance: I had lost about 15kg, pale skinned and very sad and exhausted eyes. That wasn't me...

I got spoiled in every possible and didn't spent one second on thinking about finishing my year somewhere else. Admittingly, I hadn't done much for school in Venezuela. As a result, I had a very difficult time keeping up with the others in order to pass my exams. It turned out to be completely impossible to make it through the school year without having to repeat it. This resulted in calling the chairman of the programme here in Austria and asking him about a place where I could finish my exchange year. I wasn't really confident about getting a chance to finish it, on the contrary, I had already started to do the impossible and tried anything possible to pass my exams. To the surprise of all of us, he told me to grab my stuff, buy a ticket to Mexico and leave the following week. First, I was somehow shocked and wasn't sure about leaving again because of the terrible experience in Venezuela. But I took the chance, what resulted in the best decision I have ever made in my entire life!!

But that's something I will tell you about in my next post...
so, stay tuned and see what I am going to tell you about my incredible eight months in Mexico!
I'll upload some pictures as soon as I get back home, for now: Have a nice day!

Sonntag, 4. Januar 2015

Wanted: Gerfakir|in

What language can do... 

There is this theory that if initial and final letter of a word are in the right position you can correctly read the word even though the other letters are completely messed up. I haven't tried it in English, for German it works perfectly.

As I was reading the local newspaper earlier this day, I found this job offer and immediately thought of this theory. Even if you are not too much into languages and language theories or whatsoever, it's still worth having a look at it. I have never seen a creative job offer in the news as this one is. If it wasn't a Tyrolean marketing company, I would definitely think about sending my CV and letter of application - written in the same style!

Have fun!


(Taken from Tiroler Tageszeitung, Sunday, January 4 2015, p.61)

in my thirties soon...

Hey guys,


do you know what I just realized? I haven't even introduced myself to you! You are reading my posts and I suppose you rarely know anything about the person who's writing them... Seems like being in my thirties soon has a negative impact on my memory :/ 
However, to tell you a little bit more about me, I came up with this kind of word rap to give you an impression of who I am.

Here we go....

baking

Cupcakes, muffins, bagels, cakes or cookies, it doesn't matter! I love to prepare any kind of bakery in my spare time. I'm always trying to come up with new ideas when it comes to combination of spices or simply decorating them. 

cinema

I love to go to see a movie. Whereas going to the cinema had always been one of my favourite things to do in the past, nowadays I prefer watching good movies comfortably sitting on our couch at home. I'm not very much into Science Fiction nor thriller kind of things. My all time favourite is Gladiator (due to the fact that I'm deeply in love with Russel Crowe), but I also love The Lord of the Rings, The Crow or Underworld (what is somehow contradictory, but who cares...)

fun

My ideal way of having fun is spending an evening with friends playing games and have a couple of drinks. These evenings tend to start with a nice dinner around 7pm and usually end up early in the next morning.

languages

Learning new languages has always played an important role in my life. This is the main reason why I decided to start the Linguistics programme at my town's university in 2005 and began the Transcultural Communication programme in March last year. Besides English I also speak German, what is my mother tongue, Spanish and a little bit of Portuguese and Italian. The languages that are on my "to do" list are Swedish, Norwegian or a Baltic language such as Estonian. We will see what comes next.

music

I am one of these persons who is almost constantly listening to music. Preferable, I enjoy listening to Rock music, but except for traditional Austrian Folk and Classical music I listen to nearly any music genre. In my playlist you can find anything from ACDC to Lady Gaga, Spanish Pop songs and Austrian singer Andreas Gabalier.

photography

Seeing things from different perspectives has always been important to me. That's why photography plays an important role in my life too. I love to try out new things (contrasting light and shadow, different landscapes etc.). I'll show you some of my favourite pictures in one of my following posts.

reading

Besides baking, reading a good book is what I really enjoy doing in my free time (if the book is related to baking in any way, even better!). I don't really have a favourite book or author. What I am reading mainly depends on my mood and what I have to read for university. That is to say, you can find books from Paolo Coelho, Agatha Christi or Donna Leon as well as Joanne K. Rowling or J.R.R. Tolkien in my personal library.

shoes

Some would call me addicted to shoes (my boyfriend certainly does), I would say: I am a woman! With all my sneakers, boots, flipflops and high heels (and including snowboard boots and sneakers to play tennis solely), I guess the number of pairs of shoes is about a hundred... call me an addict now?! I'd still say NO!

travel

Travelling is what I spend my money most on. Being abroad and getting to know new landscapes, people and cultures is the least part in my life I would like to miss. I have been travelling to many countries by now (like Venezuela, Mexico or Canada on the American continent, and Belgium, Spain, Portugal, Greece, Croatia or Italy in Europe, as well as Tunesia and Egypt in Africa), but there are still many corners of the world I would love to see someday. Among them are espcially New Zealand, South America - wih Argentina and Chile in first place - and South Africa. So what about some wine tasting in South Africa, island hopping in Polynesia or walking on Inca trails in Peru some day soon? Feel free to join!
To sum up, there is one phrase that describes it best:


wine

As you probably can imagine if you read through my travelling wishes and the wine tasting in South Africa: I love wine. I usually don't really drink a lot of alcohol, but I can't say No to one or another glass of good red wine. Especially when it's a bottle of Stellenbosch Cabernet Sauvignon or an Allesverloren Shiraz, I could definitely die for it! (Note to myself for 2015: drink less wine!)

I hope I could tell you a little bit more about myself... there are many more things to come which will make you understand my way of thinking better! :)

Have a nice day!


Samstag, 3. Januar 2015

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Hello my dear readers,

many days (or even weeks) have passed since my last blog entry. After a very stressful time, I finally have time to sit down, collect my thoughts - and blog!

Lately, I have been talking a lot to people who wish that it was not that cold around Christmas and New Year's Eve, people who would prefer that it was hot and sunny instead of cold and snowy. I always wanted that as well - until the day I celebrated the last days of December in Venezuela...

Many parts of my exchange year didn't work out the way I wanted them to, so I got very anxious when Christmas time arrived. However, I experienced my first disappointment very soon and excitement started to fade when I saw that the Christmas tree was about to be decorated with cuddly toys all over. Nothing like baubles and beautiful candles - just cuddly toys and shiny, sparkling glitter. From that point on, I began to miss our way of decorating and celebrating Christmas. I didn't even like the idea of spending these days with sunny, hot weather anymore. Unfortunately, I had no chance to escape that personal nightmare. 
My personal embodiment of the word Christmas and New Year's Eve includes freezingly cold weather, snow, Christmas markets with "glühwein", a tree decorated with baubles, sweets, candles and only a little bit of glitter in and around the house! 
Whenever someone dreams of the opposite, I'm just like: Nope, thank you, not for me! :)

Stay tuned and enjoy your weekend!