I went from having little to write about to having essays to
complete!!
Over the past few days I frequented a couple more
restaurants and coffee shops and met new people. I wandered into a sweetshop
called Delice D‘ange. Does the name itself not make you want to bake a cake and
let the rich, bittersweet flavor melt smoothly over your taste buds? I tried a
strawberry shortcake slice and it was joyous. Look at the beauty of unhealthy
amounts of sugar.
On Thursday night, I met with Daniela, a Lehigh Global
Village alum at Eli Pili Restaurant. She was very engaging and we talked at
length about schooling, the differences in drive of people who live in
respective countries, and many other topics.
Later in the night I met with Raluca at the Rodrigo
restaurant. It was Hispanic Thursday so many Latinos and Spaniards who live in
Moldova were watching the USA vs. Germany game there. We had appetizers with a
bottle of wine with whoever came to chat with us. Raluca knows everybody in
town. That is how you fundraise! Later we went to Eli Pili (again!) and had a
couple drinks with her neighbors. One being from Canada had an “American”
accent. For some reason it felt great to hear English unmarred by other
accents, but in no way am I trying to be offensive to anyone who has does have
one! I have loved meeting everyone here, and am grateful to those who can
converse in English with me!
AAAANNNNDDDDD…..highlight of the week…..
I FOUND AN ULTIMATE TEAM IN MOLDOVA!!!!!!!!! I JUST THREW A
DISC FOR THE FIRST TIME IN TWO WEEKS.
I found the Flying Mamaligas’ Facebook page a couple days
ago and contacted them. They told me they were practicing last night at 6:30.
By the time I got home it already was 6:30 so I dropped everything and rushed
out the door in a dress (I was meeting someone afterwards). It took me about an hour and a half to
get to the Parcul Dendrarrium where they practice. WHO creates a park with only
one entrance located ON THE FAR SIDE OF CHISINAU?? That being said, the park is
HUGE so once I had walked the full length of it to get to the entrance, I spent
about 30 minutes inside weaving through all sorts of trees and flowers and
bushes and streams trying to find their practice! It was all worth it, though,
when I saw the familiar setup of orange cones (on the less than mediocre field,
of course). I met the team who welcomed me immediately. On the sideline, I
talked with Natalia for a long time. She injured her knee a couple months ago
and in order to play again she would need surgery, which is too expensive. That
is such a bummer. Well I threw with her for a few minutes and feeling a
disc fly off my fingers was the best feeling in the world.
Following the practice, I took the minibus for the first
time by myself! Minibuses are the public transportation in Chisinau, but I
don’t really fancy their system. There are a multiple buses labeled with
numbers that drive around the city all day and pick up/drop off people. But
they are inefficient in that they will pick people up wherever and drop people
off wherever! There are no bus stops so a bus could end up stopping five times
in two hundred yards. The buses are also unlabeled by the routes the take, so I
have no idea which bus I need to get on to get to my house, or the Hospice. It’s
crazy, but it is part of the culture here! Anyway, I successfully flagged on
down and dropped myself off right next to my house. A small personal glory!
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