Arrival: Host Country & Cultural Immersion

Arrival: Czech Republic: “I speak English like it’s my second language (and other post-arrival realizations)” by McKenzie Harris

October 18, 2023October 18, 2023nevitth

As of today, I’m officially two weeks into my stay here in Prague.

St. Nicholas Church in Hradcany

The last 14 days have been a whirlwind of new people and near-constant activity planning, mixed with hot afternoons where I melt into my bed and cease to exist for a few hours. I just got here, but I’ve also been here forever. Do you know that feeling?

As I’ve been adjusting to living here, I’ve noticed little things here and there about myself and about traveling/living in another country, so I thought I’d write some of them down in this blog. In the coming weeks, I’ll do a more specific description of my life here and how it compares to my plans and expectations, but for now, here are some of my first realizations.

*^my phone’s best attempt at a nighttime picture of Charles Bridge and Prague Castle^*

I speak English like it’s my second language.

I’ve gotten to talk to many non-native English speakers here, and I find it so interesting to listen to how they talk. While listening, though, I’ve gotten this feeling that I talk exactly like they do most of the time. I feel like it takes me a very long time to search for the right words to say, and I tend to pause a lot before speaking. I have no explanation, being a native English speaker, unlike my peers who are translating many languages in their heads. Maybe translating thoughts/feelings into words is a comparable task sometimes.

There’s something comforting about a warehouse full of unbridled consumerism…

After a week of shopping in cute neighborhood markets with unique and limited supplies, I can’t deny that I felt some relief stepping into a giant, impersonal, and commercialized chain store (Tesco). This was an unsettling realization because up until this trip, I thought myself immune to some of the basic American stereotypes, but here I was in week one wishing for the comfort of Target or Costco! I think I’m very used to only needing to shop in one place, and then not needing to shop for weeks because I could buy things in bulk. It’s a little awkward not knowing where to find things and knowing I’ll run out of things quickly. An unexpected adjustment for me will be learning how to shop in a way that better suits the norms here in Europe.

*^St. Nicholas Church in Old Town Square^*

If I had done this a year ago, I wouldn’t have been as homesick.

I’m very happy to be here, but I still feel very closely tied to my friends and family and home in America. It’s been a weight that I didn’t actually consider much when I first started planning this trip last year. I could explain it by saying that in the planning stages, I wouldn’t have accounted for homesickness because leaving was so far in the future. But I think another explanation is that I really wouldn’t have been as homesick a year ago. During the past year, I’ve become closer with my best friends and my boyfriend, and spent less time in my hometown than I wanted. I think the unexpected homesickness I feel is a product of having more things to love and miss than I planned. I’m looking forward to building familiarity here in Prague and hopefully loving it enough to miss it a lot when I leave!

The culture here is not just “Czech”.

I noticed this most clearly when I was walking through Vinohrady during a Mexican street market festival, eating a sushi burger (pictured above). I reminded myself that like any big city, Prague is a melting pot of many vibrant cultures and ethnicities. I’m so lucky to get to experience not only Czech culture (like trying svíčková for the first time, pictured above) but many of the subcultures of Prague as well.

*^the view of Prague from an arrow slit in the wall of Prague Castle^*

I’m not a tourist, but I’m not a resident either.

What am I then? I’m not sure, because it seems like studying abroad is such a specific and unique middle-ground between being a local and a visitor. I don’t have enough time to make this a home, but I’m not rushed for time. I still can’t speak the language, but I belong more than a tourist. I’m personally very excited to explore this transient but long-term experience, and I’m curious to see how I identify myself among tourists and residents as the months go on.

A few days ago, I was on a walk and came across two European tourists who asked me if I could help them with a few questions. They said they had arrived here two hours ago, and were curious about how to say “cheers” in czech, where to go clubbing, and where to find ATMs. I excitedly told them how to say cheers because I shockingly knew the answer (“na zdraví”). I only knew one club by name and didn’t know where the closest ATM was, but I told them there were many options in Old Town and recommended google maps for both.

After wishing them luck and walking away, I felt so proud of my somewhat unhelpful advice, and it reminded me of this one specific scene from The Great Gatsby:

“It was lonely for a day or so until one morning some man, more recently arrived than I, stopped me on the road. “How do you get to West Egg village?” he asked helplessly. I told him. And as I walked on I was lonely no longer. I was a guide, a pathfinder, an original settler. He had casually conferred on me the freedom of the neighborhood.”

I feel like that quote sums up my experience here pretty well, sarcasm and all.

(I’ve added many more pictures to my pictures section of the website, so I’m not putting a bunch at the end of this post like I did for the previous one)

Arrival: Czech Republic “The chronicles of traveling for 24 hours, and my first few jet-lagged days!” by McKenzie Harris

September 6, 2023September 7, 2023nevitth

Prague – Unsplash @ceye2eye

The chronicles of traveling for 24 hours, and my first few jet-lagged days!
At 4 am, bright (not) and early Saturday morning, my parents dropped me off at my hometown’s airport. By 7 am, I had landed in Seattle, where I settled in for a 7-hour layover. During my time haunting the airport, I practiced my Czech flashcards, watched Once Upon a Time, got food, started a new book, and generally wandered. The hours passed surprisingly quickly, probably because I was in a half-asleep fog the entire time.

The near sunrise of my early morning flight to Seattle.

My next flight was the longest leg of the journey, a 9ish hour flight to Paris. I knew it was important to sleep on this flight because I would be up for many hours after, which is probably why I couldn’t sleep a wink the entire time; murphy’s law and all that. Despite not really sleeping, I did spend most of the flight resting. Once I had landed at Charles de Gaulle Airport, I had an extremely tight layover that made the hour between landing and leaving for Prague very stressful. Thankfully, the airport seemed very well-organized and I made no wrong turns on my way to my connecting flight. I rushed through halls, up and down escalators, and bore the unbearable slowness of each line, without time for the bathroom or a single mistake, until finally I reached my gate. At the point I arrived, they had called all groups to board the plane. Once I was finally in my seat, sweaty and gross, my hands sort of shaking, it took basically the whole 2 hr flight to Prague for me to calm down. I was very excited to have made my flight on time, though. Seeing Europe below me, and the first glimpses of Prague (pictured below) also made me feel better.

At 11 am Europe time, which was 2 am to my body, I landed in Prague. This marked hour 23 of traveling (counting from when I woke up the morning before), but I wasn’t really letting myself be tired, because I still had one more leg of the journey to go and I couldn’t afford to stop functioning after I made it so far! I left my plane and stopped by the bathroom, where someone spoke to me in Czech for the first time. A woman told me thank you (“děkuju”) for holding the door, and it happened so fast I couldn’t say “není zač” in return, but it was exciting nonetheless.

Before continuing to the exit, I took a moment to get all of my immigration paperwork together because I assumed the Czech customs would be strict. These documents were my passport/visa, proof of my purpose of stay (acceptance letter), proof of accommodation, plane tickets home, and even proof of financial support. As it turned out, I didn’t need any of them; I walked straight to baggage claim and out of the airport. That was a little hard to wrap my head around, because up until that last checkpoint, I think part of me was still worried that something would go wrong and they wouldn’t let me in. I was met at the exit by a UNYP student shepherding a group of 7 new arrivals like me, who had flown in from the East US coast, South Korea, and more. We were shuttled to our apartments in small groups. I’ve since gotten to know all of these people at orientation and 2 of them coincidentally are also my flatmates! The group of visiting students is quite small (around 100), so it’s been nice to see the same people every day and build familiarity.

For the rest of my first day in Prague, I slooooowly unpacked my suitcases and decorated my side of the room, in between eating, a small shopping trip, and a walk to our school with my flatmates. In general, I was going through the motions in a sleep-deprived fog. It took me until the next morning to feel fully excited about being here.

The front steps of my host school.

Today was day 2 (“dva”) of orientation and day 3 (“tři”) of my trip. In the last 2 days, I’ve met many interesting and friendly fellow visiting students. I’ve also enjoyed some sightseeing with my 5 flatmates and other new friends. One of the most exciting things about this trip so far is that our apartment and school are located within walking distance of Prague’s most famous areas. In our walk to T-mobile to get sim cards, for example, we walked through Wenceslas Square and all the way into Old Town. While we were there, we walked a little further to pop by Old Town Square and the Astronomical Clock—as if it was just a normal walk around the neighborhood! I’ve been in such awe over the beauty and architecture of the city, and it feels so fulfilling to see all of these famous things I’ve researched and seen pictures of.

I’ve definitely had moments where I’ve been homesick, felt tired and dizzy, or gotten overwhelmed at the prospect of 4 long months before me. But I brought many little reminders of home with me, and I hope I will eventually develop routines and familiarity that make Prague into a home as well.

Below are some pictures from my neighborhood, Vinohrady, a picture from a walk with my orientation group, and a video from Old Town Square. I have no pictures of the most famous things yet, because so far I’ve only walked through them without my nice camera. I also apologize for the poor picture quality—I don’t know how to upload pictures to WordPress without them turning grainy 🙁

Arrival – “Host Country & Cultural Immersion in Barcelona” By Brandon Beyler

October 13, 2022October 13, 2022Anna Sutherland

What are your favorite things about your host location thus far?

During my preliminary time in my host country, I have enjoyed Barcelona thoroughly; the city has much to offer in ways of socialization, culture, architecture, food, and nature and it makes for a fantastic whole. Foremost, I really like the beaches, and I seriously felt the energy of the Mediterranean atmosphere both in architecture, ambiance, and people while spending time near beach areas.

I was surprised by how much daytime and late-night activity there was considering it is nearing the end of tourist and the summer season. I also have liked the food; Paella was very interesting, and although It wasn’t my favorite food ever I could see myself liking it with more consumption, but tapas were fantastic and unique and live up to their international recognition and praise. I was also very happy with the sandwiches I have had in Barcelona, not only are they very cheap but they are of great quality and were delicious.

People are very nice here and were patient with my intermediate Spanish skills and lack of knowledge about the city. Also, I have liked my host family, it is a single lady, but she has been very nice, she makes great Spanish food for me and it has been very interesting and educational to chat with her, both learning about Barcelonan life and bettering my Spanish speaking abilities. One thing I really like about the homestay is that it is nice to feel like I’m truly living in Barcelona, like going to the nearby supermarkets, restaurants, and shops and using my Spanish-speaking skills to order and make conversation with locals.

I also really enjoyed the festival, La Merced, I went to in Barcelona. Holidays are serious in Barcelona as evidenced by the screen number of people at the events and in this, I thoroughly appreciated absorbing the sights and sounds of the parade, events, and resulting culture. It was sort of difficult to see the festivities due to the great number of people at the event along with the skinny streets of the old part of Barcelona (Gothic Quarter, where this part of the event was) many of which were closed off making it confusing for yearning onlookers. But upon seeing the parade and part of the human tower event it was surely worth the crowds and directional confusion because I got to see some of the most unique pieces of art and creations that I have ever seen in a procession. Much of the parade was characterized by the often strange looking Barcelonan heads and figures wearing Catalonian attire which was quite new for me along with the human towers were a wonderful and unique display of human ability.

I really enjoyed visiting the clear and warm beaches of Barcelona for the first time because I got to see not only the wonderful nature of Barcelona but how the city beautifully caters to their Mediterranean beach with nice and well-maintained beaches and beach parks. I was also pleasantly surprised by the size of the waves, with my earlier thinking that waves were much smaller in the Mediterranean. Also, in this area, I got a taste of the rich skate culture of Barcelona with many people skating around the beach areas and the skateparks and later I even got to see a youth skateboard competition at one of the inner-city parks.
I also enjoyed many of the bars and clubs that me and friends went to. I liked that they played a variety of Spanish and English music which I quite enjoyed. Just by being on the streets, you can see that the Barcelonan people, especially young people, love their nightlife. Although we see this in the US, Barcelona feels especially inundated with club and bargoers and a general party atmosphere.

Other magnificent sights I had the pleasure of seeing were the views of all of Barcelona and beyond from atop the bunkers in the mountains north of the main city, which puts into perspective the breath of the city and the beauty of its Mediterranean backdrop. Also, I got to see Sagrada Familia which was wonderful in its great size and attention to detail, something that you must see in person to give justice. I am eagerly awaiting its completion, as when I was here one part of the church was in its last phases of construction. While walking through Barcelona I happened to come across Casa Batllo, and I found that to be almost be something out of a fantasy movie, although characteristic of much of Catalonian, Barcelonan, and Spanish art and culture.

Tell us about the university, academic experience, the classes, student life, and clubs or activities you are involved with? How are the locals, are there any differences or similarities that have surprised you based on your expectations?

My host university is in the middle of the city, and this is a bit different from universities in the United States that are often found outside of the city, but I like it because of its integration with the wonderful city of Barcelona. The campus itself has cool architecture and features that make for a nice Barcelonan but modern aesthetic. It is located close to good restaurants (where you can get 2 great sandwiches for 11 euros), parks and beaches which is nice and seems to be well suited for university students. The university in general is relatively similar to that of a city college in the US, with helpful resources and staff, a good library and tech center, and classrooms of many sizes. As for the classes themselves, they are also relatively similar to those in the US, with frequent reading and some assignments, and it helps that most of the classes I am taking are delivered in English. As for the content of the courses they typically cover topics that relate more to Spain and include many EU/international perspectives, which has been a nice change for me academically and personally as my academic field deals with the differences that come from place and location and it generally makes me more considerate of other countries ideas. The teachers seem to be enthusiastic and their work and seem very happy to teach their courses and are able to teach with ease considering English is most of their second language. My Spanish language class has felt much different from Spanish language classes in the US; it feels like much more emphasis is put on learning the cultural and practical side of language, which makes sense because we are in Spain! My classes have had mostly English students but also some Indonesian students and even a Canadian! It is also interesting to see how the local students who go to my university act, communicate, and dress. I and other English students have found that they tend to dress nicer than students in the US. They all seem to travel in groups throughout the university and there is lots of congregation and socialization near the café areas in and around the university, whereas in the US people go to dorms and houses more often, though this follows the general trend of people in Spain mostly spending time with each other outside of the home.

Another thing that was very fun was playing soccer or fútbol through my study abroad provider. Even though I was mostly only playing with other American study abroad students it was still very fun and interesting to play soccer in Barcelona and to be surrounded by the feverous atmosphere of Spanish fútbol.

Did you experience culture shock when you arrived in your host country? How did your expectations about your experience compare with the reality of your day to day life? Is there anything you wish you would have done or researched more to better prepare you for your experience?

Fortunately, I did not get culture shock. The biggest shock has been the difference in grocery store food from that of the US. I love granola, and snack bars, and both of these are found in Barcelona with much lower variety, along with having a lower variety of gum and candy. I have found that Barcelona has a huge variety of tasty cookies and crackers, which has partially sufficed the lack of bars and granola. Another thing that was interesting was that I would have thought that the doctor would be relatively different from that of the US but from my experience so far, they are pretty similar, which for me is not a bad thing, I got great care. Though the medicine I received was significantly cheaper than that of the US. I was also pleasantly surprised by how cheap food and bottled water is here, but I also understand that water and electricity are very expensive in Barcelona so this may be a necessity.

One thing I didn’t necessarily anticipate is how loud Barcelona is at night, sometimes it makes it hard to sleep in the middle of the night, but I guess I can’t live in a lively party city like Barcelona and expect tranquil nights. The only thing I wish I had prepared more for was understanding public transport a little better. Sometimes I had trouble figuring out how to take to bus or find metro stops but with a little trial and error, I have been able to find my way around and understand the public transport system in Barcelona, including the metro, tram, trains, and busses, finding all to be effective and convenient!