Vineri - SUA

So this was the last day. Dan, who also teaches at a high school did the presentation. He's from all over North America, so he was a good rep. If you remember, I met him while helping at the Red Cross thing.

Here's the attentive audience.

Nancy, a woman who lives in a village and teaches English to 3rd graders to 8th graders came to help =) She has been wonderful help to me so far, in advising me on how to live in a village. She was Dan's clicker and supporter, and she came to visit my site.

The kids practiced an American country dance to show US. They tried to dress country too.



Here Dan prepared a game where kids had to stick the 50 states on the US map. We determined Romania is the size of Oregon and it takes over 4 Romanias to go across the US.

Lili (the English teacher) did a poetic thing at the end to symbolize that the world is small and we're alike, etc....a beautiful ending to the week.

Coordinators and guests picture.

Dan and Nancy with our kids =)

Dan is awesome and made 33 PB&J sandwiches with his stash of PB from the states!
As you can see, they loved it!
You can only buy PB in one store now. When I started living in Romania I found it in 2 different stores. I don't know why they don't sell more =(

Okay....so last weekend

Oh my gosh this week is passing very very quickly (rapid).

This last weekend I spend a good 4-5 hours getting myself lost, and later found, in Ploiesti.
I don't like depending on having escorts everywhere I go, so I took it upon myself to learn how to get around.

I learned how you have to go to taxi stations to take a taxi, I learned that bus stops exist, but are unmarked, and you have to just know where they are.
I also learned that buses (autobuz) are free in the evening, and they go until midnight.

The weekend was long. It was a bit frustrating because I spent more time with my family and we still can't understand each other very well (I am lucky to have such a welcoming family that doesn't speak any English, because on the long run my Romanian will progress faster).

I did go for some walks with other volunteers, and I did go to a discoteca Saturday night. My gazda father is more protective than my own father, it's very sweet, and I'm glad he worries for my well being.

Discoteca places are clubs, but think less of clubs in the city and more high school dances.
I've discovered that a lot of the Romanian youths hang out in clubs and bars, not really because they drink all the time, but because most youths can't afford to have their own places, even those who've graduated from college, so that's the social place to meet people and hang out with friends.

I found that interesting because I'm a homebody sort of girl and though I like to go out every once in a while, I enjoy evenings watching a movie, playing games, cooking and baking in the evenings, etc... and this is not something a lot of people my age have the option of doing here.