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torstai 3. toukokuuta 2012
sunnuntai 4. maaliskuuta 2012
lauantai 18. helmikuuta 2012
Warszaw, Poland
Oh how it feels good to be back in Poland! :)
Poland is like a second home to me (due to my roots), however, I don't consider myself to be a Pole at all - its only because of my blood that I could say I am half Polish.
...Nevertheless, I usually come to Poland once a year because have family and friends here. The last time I was in Warszaw, however, was five (!) years ago. I flew here for a couple of days before heading to see Red Hot Chili Peppers in Chorzow. And after that when I've come to Poland, it's the coast I've been windsurfing, not forgetting about last years Heineken Open'er -festival in Gdynia :)
So Warszaw, nice to meet you again. I was shocked to see that they had built a whole new terminal ! It was pretty modern and I even bumped into Halina there, this girl I used to go to Polish classes with in elementary School with (we hated each other back then but it was so nice to see her now!!). It was my couz Laura, who landed from Paris to the old terminal, the ghetto-ish terminal that was painted with a red winey color. :D
Babcia and Dziadek (Granma and Granpa) came to pick us up and it was so nice to see them! And it was so weird how it DIDN'T feel weird at all to see Laura! It was like we would've never left Australia and one of us would've only popped out of the room for a second and come back instead of not seeing each other for a year!
Melanie wasn't able to come because she would've been flying on stand-by and she can't afford to miss her class on Monday. We were a bit sad but we figured that we'd meet her somewhere else, the THREE of us :)
Although the terminal had been renovated, nothing had changed in Babcia's & Dziadek's appartment. The only thing that jumped in my eyes was a Mac -computer :D Dziadek told me they don't have Internet and that the computer is only for photo viewing (Dziadek does photography). Keeping up to date aren't we!
As we were watching through the photo albums, Dziadek pored me, Laura and himself an apparative of some berry vodka/liquor my Aunt Małgocia had made. It was really really really sweet/strong but good anyways. It was interesting looking at the photos from Babcia's & Dziadek's youth, our parent's childhood (also from the time when they lived in Pakistan) and our dads meeting our beautiful moms. It was the first time I saw these pictures... Dziadek also had pictures of him in Jakarta, Indonesia sometime in the late 70's (?) and he told me that he had photos from BALI in Małgocia's place and that we could view them later. I'm pretty thrilled seeing HOW MUCH Bali has changed (for the worse...).
What I love about Poland among the people is the food. AAAA Babcia had made us some tomato soup <3 And some Indian Chicken Curry (just like dad!). At this time Kondrad, out one year older cousin had joined us and it was just so nice to eat together and talk about random stuff. We were wondering with Laura, that how long was it from the last time our WHOLE family from dad's side saw each other (=my fam, laura's fam, kondrad's fam and babcia & dziadek)? Apparently some 15 odd years ago during Christmas... We think with Laura that we should gather up the family together for Christmas. It would be amazing...Of course that would mean that also I should start hanging around at home during Christmas instead of where-ever-in-the-world. But we NEVER see each other because all our family is so scattered around the world... Finland, Poland, Canada (not even talking about mom's side of the family)..
Later on Małgocia and with Maciej (my aunt's husband, I don't even know in Finnish what Maciej is to me.. is there a word? :D) and my cousin Adriana (how the hell is she already turning 18 ?!) came to get us and we left our bags at they're super cozy home that hadn't changed one bit <3 We had been making a grocery list with Małgocia because we wanted her to teach us some Polish specialties! (Of which I'll upload videos later)
After grocery shopping and us watching/filming what Małgocia was making in the kitchen, we drank a bit more of tea, ate bread with biały ser (white cheese) and talked about the culture differences in Poland vs. Finland/Canada. For instance, the power distance that you see here is incredible... You have call everyone "Pan" (=Sir) or "Pani" (= 'Lady'/Mrs.). If you fail to use this with a police man, you'll get fined. (Like dad once did when he got a bit frustrated :D) Adriana and Małgocia also told us, how you are not aloud to smoke even if you are in high school ! If they catch you smoking, they'll drag you once to a psychologist to figure out the reason for your lung-tormenting. And guess who pays for this appointment? The government... "What a waste of tax money", like Laura said.
Anyhoo, i'm gonna go wake Laura up now. How lovely it was to wake up here <3 Had my typical Polish breakfast: tea, bread with pasztet ("pâté") and yogurt (:
PS. Laura can kiss her "I'm not gonna gain weight during my exchange semester" goodbye after all the krówki, pączki and other pastries we will be consuming here :D
Poland is like a second home to me (due to my roots), however, I don't consider myself to be a Pole at all - its only because of my blood that I could say I am half Polish.
I love this photo of Babcia :D
...Nevertheless, I usually come to Poland once a year because have family and friends here. The last time I was in Warszaw, however, was five (!) years ago. I flew here for a couple of days before heading to see Red Hot Chili Peppers in Chorzow. And after that when I've come to Poland, it's the coast I've been windsurfing, not forgetting about last years Heineken Open'er -festival in Gdynia :)
So Warszaw, nice to meet you again. I was shocked to see that they had built a whole new terminal ! It was pretty modern and I even bumped into Halina there, this girl I used to go to Polish classes with in elementary School with (we hated each other back then but it was so nice to see her now!!). It was my couz Laura, who landed from Paris to the old terminal, the ghetto-ish terminal that was painted with a red winey color. :D
Babcia and Dziadek (Granma and Granpa) came to pick us up and it was so nice to see them! And it was so weird how it DIDN'T feel weird at all to see Laura! It was like we would've never left Australia and one of us would've only popped out of the room for a second and come back instead of not seeing each other for a year!
Melanie wasn't able to come because she would've been flying on stand-by and she can't afford to miss her class on Monday. We were a bit sad but we figured that we'd meet her somewhere else, the THREE of us :)
Our dads in Pakistan trying to impress a girl
Although the terminal had been renovated, nothing had changed in Babcia's & Dziadek's appartment. The only thing that jumped in my eyes was a Mac -computer :D Dziadek told me they don't have Internet and that the computer is only for photo viewing (Dziadek does photography). Keeping up to date aren't we!
As we were watching through the photo albums, Dziadek pored me, Laura and himself an apparative of some berry vodka/liquor my Aunt Małgocia had made. It was really really really sweet/strong but good anyways. It was interesting looking at the photos from Babcia's & Dziadek's youth, our parent's childhood (also from the time when they lived in Pakistan) and our dads meeting our beautiful moms. It was the first time I saw these pictures... Dziadek also had pictures of him in Jakarta, Indonesia sometime in the late 70's (?) and he told me that he had photos from BALI in Małgocia's place and that we could view them later. I'm pretty thrilled seeing HOW MUCH Bali has changed (for the worse...).
What I love about Poland among the people is the food. AAAA Babcia had made us some tomato soup <3 And some Indian Chicken Curry (just like dad!). At this time Kondrad, out one year older cousin had joined us and it was just so nice to eat together and talk about random stuff. We were wondering with Laura, that how long was it from the last time our WHOLE family from dad's side saw each other (=my fam, laura's fam, kondrad's fam and babcia & dziadek)? Apparently some 15 odd years ago during Christmas... We think with Laura that we should gather up the family together for Christmas. It would be amazing...Of course that would mean that also I should start hanging around at home during Christmas instead of where-ever-in-the-world. But we NEVER see each other because all our family is so scattered around the world... Finland, Poland, Canada (not even talking about mom's side of the family)..
Later on Małgocia and with Maciej (my aunt's husband, I don't even know in Finnish what Maciej is to me.. is there a word? :D) and my cousin Adriana (how the hell is she already turning 18 ?!) came to get us and we left our bags at they're super cozy home that hadn't changed one bit <3 We had been making a grocery list with Małgocia because we wanted her to teach us some Polish specialties! (Of which I'll upload videos later)
After grocery shopping and us watching/filming what Małgocia was making in the kitchen, we drank a bit more of tea, ate bread with biały ser (white cheese) and talked about the culture differences in Poland vs. Finland/Canada. For instance, the power distance that you see here is incredible... You have call everyone "Pan" (=Sir) or "Pani" (= 'Lady'/Mrs.). If you fail to use this with a police man, you'll get fined. (Like dad once did when he got a bit frustrated :D) Adriana and Małgocia also told us, how you are not aloud to smoke even if you are in high school ! If they catch you smoking, they'll drag you once to a psychologist to figure out the reason for your lung-tormenting. And guess who pays for this appointment? The government... "What a waste of tax money", like Laura said.
Anyhoo, i'm gonna go wake Laura up now. How lovely it was to wake up here <3 Had my typical Polish breakfast: tea, bread with pasztet ("pâté") and yogurt (:
PS. Laura can kiss her "I'm not gonna gain weight during my exchange semester" goodbye after all the krówki, pączki and other pastries we will be consuming here :D
keskiviikko 18. tammikuuta 2012
(Padang food)
perjantai 11. marraskuuta 2011
Pintxos @ Sen Seb
25.7
Location: San Sebastián
I decided to go eat pintxos with Jake, this Californian guy from our hostel. He works for Google and he was pretty amused when I called him ”Big Cheese” :D But before heading to eat we wnated to explore San Seb a bit. We walked around the peninsula and it was so windy and rainy but we still managed to have a good time. We were both snapping photos and Jake claimed it was a ”black and white day”.
He wanted to rent a sail boat ?! But I wasn’t too keen on the idea. I was pretty sure I would’ve just gotten anxious with my hangover and with the idea of a restless sea I wouldn’t be able to escape. And also for starters would be fairly recommendable that either one of us would know how to sail ! :D
We made a deal that we would go to a few pintxos bars and we would share the snacks so that we would both taste as much different versions as possible :) Pintxos is like a tapas, a snack food. You take a plate and choose the pintxos you want to eat. One pintxos costs 2-3€. ”When you are done eating your tapas and have finished your drink you ask the barman for the bill, and you have to tell him what you have eaten. It is very important to be honest, as it is a long tradition. Locals will be upset if they find people eating and not paying. Normally you don't eat many pintxos at one bar but move from bar to bar, drinking a beer (caña) or wine and eating one or two tapas. Then you move to another bar.” (Wikipedia: San sebastián)
San Sebastián is known for its pintxos and thus are very popular there. The streets and the bars were actually packed of people wanting to get their share during lunch time! :) I like the idea of how you’re only ”supposed” to eat a couple pintxos (and drink a beer, if you like) and then move on to another bar where you order one or to more before moving to the next bar and so on. I think we went to 3-4 bars. Me and Jake chose the bars by turns and also at one of the bars we ordered cider. I really wanted to try some cause I remember my Spannish teacher talking about ”Spain’s famous cider”. And we got to witness what she had been talking about: the pouring of the cider is done in a specific manner – the bottle hand reached as high as possible and the hand with the glass as low as possible – the idea is to let the cider ”air” so that the tastes reach their maximum potential. At one bar they even had this crazy machine that streamed the cider so, that it flew throught the air in at least a meter long curve !
I left to my hostel cause I was so nackered but Jake still stayed behind. I sorted some shit on my computer and watched two movies including Choppa, the Australian movie I had never finished watching in Melbourne. The weather and my energy level was in that state that there was no itch to go outside to explore... It was so cozy and nice in the hostel that I didn’t want to leave.. I was also feeling the people there: it so funny how a small hostel makes you attached to all your other hostel people :) Also my feeling about leaving had changed from the day before, but still, I was pretty happy to be heading towards surd, sun & sangría in Portugal, so I didn’t complain. I was glad, that I hadn’t leave straight away in the morning though (my train was leaving late in the evening) and had explored a bit of San Sebastián and gotten totaste the famous & delicious pintxos!
I headed to the restaurant with the others just to watch them eat paella for 10 minutes before I had to leave. I got my 4 euro kebab and strolled to the train station, where my train would leave at 22:38. As I was waiting for my train I heard something familiar – Finnish ! So I met this Finnish couple and man were they awkward. It felt ridiculous, that a girl at leats 10 years younger than them, had to keep up the small talk that they so sucked at. I mean, where are your social skills... So I got on the train and I couldn’t believe it, 2 boys from Raisio sitting in front of me : D What’s up with this, I haven’t met anyone from Finland (except my friends) from Finland in 3,5 weeks and now I bump into everyone? Anyway, they were socially retarded too... oh boy I hate my fellow country men... I’m not gonna get into another rant about this matter (ha, Sean!) AGAIN... I’ll just make a separate post about it later.... ha.
Next to me sat this cute Swedish guy, Eric (how typical). He wa pretty stylish too (how typical). Immediately when he told me he was from Sweden I started screaming ”WE WON THE ICE HOCKEY CHAMPIONSHIP 6-1 !!!!!!!!!!” and he just said ”I don’t care... I don’t care about loosing the ice hockey championship.” ”yeah riiight” ”well yeah... Actually I’m just saying this to make myself feel better”
:D:D:D::D
Next to us, at the other side of the hallway, were sitting this cool, old couple from New Zeland... They told us they had lost their house in the earthquake but were happy just ot be alive :S Soon people started switching their light off and I tried sleeping too. Although the train was super fancy looking, I had the worst time sleeping. It was the most uncomfortable train ride and I woke up every 30 minutes. :S I was actually thinking of leaning on the cute Swedish guy’s shoulder but I guessed it would be early for that 8D But yeah, the seat on the night train only cost me 7,5€ so can’t complain. Plus the sleeping cabins are for pussies, backpackers always go for the cheaper option : D
Location: San Sebastián
I decided to go eat pintxos with Jake, this Californian guy from our hostel. He works for Google and he was pretty amused when I called him ”Big Cheese” :D But before heading to eat we wnated to explore San Seb a bit. We walked around the peninsula and it was so windy and rainy but we still managed to have a good time. We were both snapping photos and Jake claimed it was a ”black and white day”.
He wanted to rent a sail boat ?! But I wasn’t too keen on the idea. I was pretty sure I would’ve just gotten anxious with my hangover and with the idea of a restless sea I wouldn’t be able to escape. And also for starters would be fairly recommendable that either one of us would know how to sail ! :D
We made a deal that we would go to a few pintxos bars and we would share the snacks so that we would both taste as much different versions as possible :) Pintxos is like a tapas, a snack food. You take a plate and choose the pintxos you want to eat. One pintxos costs 2-3€. ”When you are done eating your tapas and have finished your drink you ask the barman for the bill, and you have to tell him what you have eaten. It is very important to be honest, as it is a long tradition. Locals will be upset if they find people eating and not paying. Normally you don't eat many pintxos at one bar but move from bar to bar, drinking a beer (caña) or wine and eating one or two tapas. Then you move to another bar.” (Wikipedia: San sebastián)
San Sebastián is known for its pintxos and thus are very popular there. The streets and the bars were actually packed of people wanting to get their share during lunch time! :) I like the idea of how you’re only ”supposed” to eat a couple pintxos (and drink a beer, if you like) and then move on to another bar where you order one or to more before moving to the next bar and so on. I think we went to 3-4 bars. Me and Jake chose the bars by turns and also at one of the bars we ordered cider. I really wanted to try some cause I remember my Spannish teacher talking about ”Spain’s famous cider”. And we got to witness what she had been talking about: the pouring of the cider is done in a specific manner – the bottle hand reached as high as possible and the hand with the glass as low as possible – the idea is to let the cider ”air” so that the tastes reach their maximum potential. At one bar they even had this crazy machine that streamed the cider so, that it flew throught the air in at least a meter long curve !
I left to my hostel cause I was so nackered but Jake still stayed behind. I sorted some shit on my computer and watched two movies including Choppa, the Australian movie I had never finished watching in Melbourne. The weather and my energy level was in that state that there was no itch to go outside to explore... It was so cozy and nice in the hostel that I didn’t want to leave.. I was also feeling the people there: it so funny how a small hostel makes you attached to all your other hostel people :) Also my feeling about leaving had changed from the day before, but still, I was pretty happy to be heading towards surd, sun & sangría in Portugal, so I didn’t complain. I was glad, that I hadn’t leave straight away in the morning though (my train was leaving late in the evening) and had explored a bit of San Sebastián and gotten totaste the famous & delicious pintxos!
I headed to the restaurant with the others just to watch them eat paella for 10 minutes before I had to leave. I got my 4 euro kebab and strolled to the train station, where my train would leave at 22:38. As I was waiting for my train I heard something familiar – Finnish ! So I met this Finnish couple and man were they awkward. It felt ridiculous, that a girl at leats 10 years younger than them, had to keep up the small talk that they so sucked at. I mean, where are your social skills... So I got on the train and I couldn’t believe it, 2 boys from Raisio sitting in front of me : D What’s up with this, I haven’t met anyone from Finland (except my friends) from Finland in 3,5 weeks and now I bump into everyone? Anyway, they were socially retarded too... oh boy I hate my fellow country men... I’m not gonna get into another rant about this matter (ha, Sean!) AGAIN... I’ll just make a separate post about it later.... ha.
Next to me sat this cute Swedish guy, Eric (how typical). He wa pretty stylish too (how typical). Immediately when he told me he was from Sweden I started screaming ”WE WON THE ICE HOCKEY CHAMPIONSHIP 6-1 !!!!!!!!!!” and he just said ”I don’t care... I don’t care about loosing the ice hockey championship.” ”yeah riiight” ”well yeah... Actually I’m just saying this to make myself feel better”
:D:D:D::D
Next to us, at the other side of the hallway, were sitting this cool, old couple from New Zeland... They told us they had lost their house in the earthquake but were happy just ot be alive :S Soon people started switching their light off and I tried sleeping too. Although the train was super fancy looking, I had the worst time sleeping. It was the most uncomfortable train ride and I woke up every 30 minutes. :S I was actually thinking of leaning on the cute Swedish guy’s shoulder but I guessed it would be early for that 8D But yeah, the seat on the night train only cost me 7,5€ so can’t complain. Plus the sleeping cabins are for pussies, backpackers always go for the cheaper option : D
torstai 7. heinäkuuta 2011
Heineken Open'er Day 3
Day 3 was all about chilaxing and not going to the festival cause the line up didn't have anything exciting on it (Prince?). We got our grub on with Marciano, Carlos, Arthur and Mia at this restaurant where we were finally able to get pierogies. My voice was almost finito, so when the others enjoyed their beers, I settled for a cup of tea. I've always eaten pierogiesz miesem (dumplings with meat) so I was pretty excited to discover that Pierogi Ruskie z cerem (Russian pierogies with cheese) were freaking delicious. So good. Btw, man did we laugh at Carlos’ idiotic jokes that made no sense :D He only got 1/10 right. The rest of the time we were just laughing at him, not with him :D
Marciano followed the other hostel ppl to the Festival site while me, Mia, Carlos and Arthur went to the store to buy some beers and something for dinner. We were just chilling and listening to music and soon this cute half Polish half Italian guy, Christian, who works at the hostel, joined us too. He was pretty stoked about my music and made me do a list for him of all the things I listen to :D
After dinner we went to the Molo (peer) but we couldn’t be bothered to pay to walk on it, so we just went fo r a drink at the bar on the peer. So we got to birds with one stone: the nice view of the peer and some jim beam!
We were pretty lazy to find a good bar, so I just texted Paula, who lives near Sopot, about wanting to find a good place. She recommended Stary Rower (old bicycle) and it was pretty good. Might’ve bought a whole bottle of vodka wot share with the guys..
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