Thursday, August 21, 2014

Guía de Montevideo: cómo ir, llegar, y triunfar (Montevideo Guide: How to Go, Arrive, and Triumph)

Entender el sistema de transporte de una ciudad nueva siempre complica la vida. Estudiantes de intercambio viviendo en Montevideo tienen 3 modas de transportación: el ómnibus, el taxi, y los pies. Lo siguiente es una guía de cómo utilizar estos recursos con confianza.

Antes de salir, es muy útil ver el camino y encontrar las opciones de cómo llegar. El sitio de web oficial de la Intendencia de Montevideo  que se llama “Como Ir” es una herramienta que muestra cuales buses ven a tu destino desde tu origen. Se pone la esquina de las calles de cada ubicación, y se puede ver los horarios de los buses que te sirvan. Como Ir también da instrucciones de cómo llegar caminando, aunque la vista satelital de mapas google muchas veces funciona mejor para eso. Además, aunque no tenía un plan de internet en mi iPod 5 (que sí puede conectar al wifi), el GPS de mapas google me siguió por la ciudad –no la entiendo esta tecnología, ¡pero me ayudó!


Understanding the transportation system of a new city always makes life a little harder. International students living in Montevideo have 3 modes of transportation: omnibus (bus), taxi, and their own two feet. The following is a guide of how to use these resources with confidence.

Before leaving, it’s really useful to see the route and find your options of how to get there. The official website from the Intendancy of Montevideo called “Como Ir” (How to Go) is a tool that shoes which buses go to your destination from where you are. You just put the cross streets of each location, and then you can see the schedule of the buses that serve your route. Como Ir also gives walking directions, although the satellite view of Google Maps often works better for that purpose. Further, although I didn’t have a data plan on my iPod 5 (which can connect to wifi), the GPS function of Google Maps followed me through the city – I don’t understand how that works, but it helped me!




Caminar

Sin duda, escogí esta opción la más frecuentemente y la disfruté muchísimo. Andar por la ciudad es una manera de entender los hábitos y estilo de vida de la gente. Se puede ver los barrios distintos, la arquitectura, plazas y monumentos conocidos, y las comidas de las calles. Un beneficio extra es que, después de algunas semanas caminando, es fácil hablar con los locales de lugares y eventos con la confianza de conocer exactamente de dónde están hablando. “Fui a la Ronda – la conocés? En la ciudad vieja, atrás del Teatro Solis…” “Sí, la conozco!”
Yo recomiendo que siempre camines cuando sea posible.


Walking

Without a doubt, I chose this option most often and enjoyed it the most. Walking though the city is a way of understanding the habits and lifestyles of the people of Montevideo. You can see the different neighborhoods and parts of the city, the arquitecture, famous plazas and monuments, and the street food. An extra benefit is that, after a couple weeks of walking, it’s easy to talk with the locals about places and events with confidence of knowing exactly where they are talking about. “I went to La Ronda – you know it? In the Old City, behind Teatro Solis…” “Yeah, I know it!”
I recommend that you always take the opportunity to walk whenever possible!








El Taxi

Los taxis son caros, pero confiables y rápidos. Son mejores durante la noche cuando los buses no vienen tan frecuentemente, o necesitas llegar legos con mucho equipaje. No estoy segura, pero oí chismes que los taxis calculan el precio solamente por la distancia, no por la duración del viaje. Ir 2.5 kilómetros sale tipo $5USD – depende en dónde vives, pero regresar del boliche normalmente salió $5 hasta $10 USD.
Los taxistas típicamente son amistosos, y están más feliz con una propina pequeña al fin del viaje. A veces tienen GPS, pero muchas veces es mejor ya saber la esquina de dónde quieres ir y aproximadamente la ubicación en comparación con otros lugares.  No olvides que los taxis no aceptan tarjetas, y muchas veces no tienen cambio por billetes grandes. Como siempre, es necesario tener dinero en efectivo y en una variedad de billetes.


By taxi

Taxis are expensive, but reliable and fast. They are best during nighttime, when the buses don’t run as frequently, or when you need to get somewhere with a lot of stuff. I’m not sure, but I heard gossip that the taxis calculate their fare based only on distance, not on how long the ride takes. To go two and a half kilometers (about 1.5 miles) costs about $5 – so, depending on where you live, returning from a night out dancing costa somewhere between $5 and $10.
The taxi drivers typically are friendly, and are happier with a small tip at the end of the ride. Sometimes they will have a GPS, but usually it’s better to know the cross streets of where you want to go, as well as roughly where it is located in relation to other places. Don’t forget that taxis don’t accept cards, and many times they don’t have change for large bills. As always, it’s necessary to have cash and a range of bills.







El ómnibus (el “bondi”)

Antes de discutir los omnibuses públicos de la ciudad, un comentario sobre los buses que van por el campo y a destinos internacionales. Aunque es posible encontrar información y los horarios de los buses por el internet, es mucho más fácil encontrar la información en persona. Si quieres planificar un viaje, va a Tres Cruces, el terminal de bus principal de Montevideo. Se ubica sólo 15 minutos caminando de la facultad, entonces se puede ver los líneas de bus durante almuerzo o entre clases. Por lo general, los precios de los boletos no son muy altos, y la calidad de los asientos es mayor que los de los EUA. Los asientos “semi-cama” se reclinan y son bastante cómodos, especialmente en comparación con los de MegaBus o Greyhound. Para viajes más largos, el bus proviene una comida igual a las comidas de los aerolíneas, y el baño (aunque no es algo de lujo) no es muy feo. Tomar el bus es más barato que volar por avión, y hay el beneficio de ver el campo lindo.


 

Los omnibuses públicos en Montevideo son de buena calidad: por lo general, llegan dentro de 10 minutos de cuando los esperas, no son sucios, y van a todos lado de la ciudad. Cada viaje por bus cuesta UY$22 ($1 USD), y si compras una tarjeta de bus, puedes comprar una hora de buses por el mismo precio. Algunos buses directos que van al límite del departamento cuestan UY$32 porque van lejos sin muchas paradas. Después de 21:00, hay pocos buses hasta la mañana tipo 7:00, entonces si quieres salir por la noche, es mejor buscar el horario de los buses o tomar un taxi. Siempre hay buses en la calle central 18 de julio, pero en sitios más aislados o bravos es necesario buscar el horario y parada del bus que necesites, o conseguir un taxi. 




















Las paradas de ómnibus normalmente tienen una banca cubierta o al menos un signo de metal. Algunas paradas tienen signos que muestran cuales buses sirve la parada, y la ruta de tránsito. Entonces, se puede adivinar una ruta basada en la información de la parada si no estás segura de cual bus necesitarías. En realidad,  es mejor no tener que adivinar, porque las paradas no siempre tienen tanta información.

Cuando subes el ómnibus, hay que pagar el conductor o el cajero más adentro del bus – presta atención, porque los conductores no quieren estar molestados cuando hay un cajero! Después de pagar, recibirás un papelito que es el ticket. Por mis 5 meses, sólo una vez necesité  mostrar mi ticket a un agente de la compañía de bus, pero es una buena idea guardar el ticket hasta bajar. Lamentablemente, es común ver los tickets en las calles, una fuente grande de basura. 


Si utilizas el ómnibus frecuentemente, vas a acostumbrarte muy rápido al sistema, y vas a disfrutar un método bastante eficiente de viajar por la ciudad. Aventura y explora!




Omnibus (the “bondi”)
Before discussing the public city buses, I want to comment about the buses that go to the countryside and that run internationally. Although it’s possible to find information and bus schedules online, it’s a whole lot easier to find that information in person. If you want to plan a trip, go to Tres Cruces, the main bus terminal in Montevideo. It’s only a 15 minute walk from the university, so you can go to see the bus lines during lunch or between classes. Generally, the prices of the tickets aren’t very high, and the quality of the seats is way better than the buses in the US. The “semi-cama” (almost-bed) seats recline and are rather comfortable, especially compared to the seats on a MegaBus or Greyhound. For longer trips, buses provide meals equivalent to airplane food, and the bathroom (although it’s not anything luxurious) isn’t so bad. Taking the bus is cheaper than flying, and it has the added benefit of seeing the beautiful countryside as you travel!

The public omnibuses in Montevideo are good in quality: generally they arrive within 10 minutes of when you’d expect, they aren’t dirty, and they go all around the city. Each trip on the bus costs about $1, and if you buy refillable bus card, you can buy an hour of bus use for the same price. Some direct buses that run all the way to the limit of the department (province) cost about $1.50 because they go so far without stopping so often. After 11PM, there are few buses running until about 7AM, so if you want to go out at night, it’s better to look up the bus schedule or take a taxi. There are always buses in the central street 18 de Julio, but in places that are more isolated or rowdy, it’s necessary to look up the schedule and stop locations of the bus you would need, or to catch a taxi.

The bus stops normally have a covered bench or at least a metal sign. Some stops have signs that show which buses the stop serves and the routes of the buses. As such, you can guess the route of a bus based on the information given at the stop if you aren’t sure which bus you would need. But really it’s better not to have to guess, because the bus stops don’t always have so much information posted.

When you get on the bus, you have to pay the driver or the cashier sitting farther into the bus – pay attention, because the driver don’t want to be bothered when there’s a cashier on duty! After paying, you’ll get a little piece of paper that is your ticket. In my five months, there was only one time that I needed to show my ticket to a bus company agent, but it’s a good idea to go ahead and keep your ticket until getting off. Sadly, it’s common to see the tickets floating on the streets, a big source of litter.

If you use the buses frequently, you’ll get used to the system fast, and you’re going to enjoy a pretty efficient way of traveling through the city. Adventure and explore!

Monday, August 11, 2014

Bonaire: The First Step off the Mainland

Bonaire: The First Step Off the Mainland
Brandon Denney

            It’s strange to think that as of today’s writing, my study abroad experience is already over. In a way, it seems like it never happened at all, almost as if it’s a brief but wonderful memory. At the same time, it seems like it was the most wonderful experience of my young life, with the best group of professors and peers I could possibly imagine.
            This trip served as my first trip outside of the United States, period. When I got word that I was accepted into the program, I was in disbelief. What would I experience outside of the United States? What will I feel finally setting foot on foreign soil? On March 15th, I finally got the answers after touching down at the beautiful flamingo airport in Kralendijk, Bonaire.

It's a shame more airports aren't hot pink. 
Our dive team in action.


After exiting the plane from the five hour flight, I immediately felt like I was in a different world.  The air in Bonaire has a certain thickness to it as a result from the humidity and heat.   The area surrounding the airport was mostly cacti and arid land, with the gorgeous mountains of Washington Slagbaai Park not far in the distance.  After loading our bags onto the shuttle, we headed towards our destination of the Buddy Dive Resort. Someone from our group requested some   Bonairian music on the radio; our driver enthusiastically agreed, and we were treated to the wonderful sounds of Beyonce. I don’t know what we were expecting, but regardless, it was neat to see that even a small Carribean island listens to our pop music.

One of my favorite fish! A french angelfish.
The resort was absolutely gorgeous – situated on the shore of Kralendijk, we got a perfect view of the entire shoreline of the island and the uninhabited Klein Bonaire. We essentially just threw our bags down and ran to the dock to get our dive gear and look out on the ocean. Looking into the water, we immediately noticed a number of the fish we studied in class and almost fell into the water with excitement. I was in disbelief that these incredible creatures that I only knew existed on a slideshow existed. In their environment, they were more beautiful than I could have ever imagined.

A beautiful female princess parrotfish muching on some coral.




There’s a tradition on the island to be on what is known as “island time”, which means that time is approximate and clock watching is discouraged. In that sense, I fell in love with the place. The laid back atmosphere reached a peak when we undertook our first dive that afternoon. Our first dive took place at the resort, and lasted about 35 minutes. Although we had dove before at a local rock quarry in east Tennessee, nothing could have prepared me for actually being underwater in the reef. Pictures simply cannot do it justice – it’s as if you’re flying over a city and observing the inhabitants from afar. Some of the first “inhabitants” of this particular dive were a spotted moray eel, princess parrotfish, a coney, and a graysby. What was most interesting about diving was the sense of exploration you got when looking for creatures. After surfacing from the first dive, we were practically screaming about what creatures we saw and how giant they were in comparison to what we were exposed to on the slideshow. Each person had their own individual stories about something they found, an interaction with a dive buddy, or the sheer amazement of being underwater for so long. To me, that was one of the most rewarding parts about the trip.

In total, I went on 14 dives during my stay in Bonaire. I maxed out at 4 dives in one particular day (it goes without saying that I got a full 11 hours of sleep that night) and had two days with no dives in order to balance my nitrogen levels. The dive masters that went on our boat dives were professional, competent, and really easy to get along with. Never was there a time where I felt unsafe or nervous about a dive – I always knew that someone had my back and I was confident in my ability to troubleshoot other’s problems thanks to the training I had. One of the most relaxing dives on the entire trip was on the Buddy Dive resort, when my friends Lauren, David Lee, and I went on a dive by ourselves. Not only did we have confidence in each other to fix a potential problem, but we got some amazing shots with the group’s GoPro camera.




First dive success!
We ventured out beyond Buddy Dive for the next few days, going on a boat dive tour of the entire east side of the island. Dives such as 1000 steps, Kelli’s Dive, LeDonia’s Dive were all tackled in one day, and had their own unique sites and creatures to stumbled upon. It was easy to get excited as to what you were about to dive into! Some were more tailored to jellyfish sightings, while others had giant green morays lurking in the deep. Most of the dives on the island were named after Captain Don, an island resident since the 1950s that has been essential to preserving the habitat of Bonaire and turning it into a national landmark. Due to his history as a womanizer, most of the dives are named after women he had affairs with. He has a long history with the island, and most of the residents know him by name.

Some wonderful varieties of coral and sponge. Much use was made of the GoPros and underwater cameras.


When we weren’t diving, we were busy helping preserve the natural habitat of the island. In what may be my most favorite day on the island, we took a break from diving to go birding and work with the Sea Turtle Conservatory of Bonaire! We picked up an intern from the organization named Carly, a 21 year old student from the Netherlands that had the dream job of a lifetime. Our job was to clean the algae from rubber fishing lines that had accumulated over time. This line protects turtle seagrasses from being destroyed from tourist activities. Overall, the work was incredibly rewarding and I'm happy to have taken part in it!

Enz and Unger working on the turtle line clean up.


Arriving back on the mainland, I was so thankful for my time spent in Bonaire. I learned so much under Dr. Unger, Dr. Enz, and my fellow classmates. It's one thing to simply look at a picture of the ocean, but it's another to actively be a part of the ocean and see it's wonderful workings firsthand. Nothing can replace the amazing, life-changing experience that this was. Thank you, Maryville College, for helping me get there.
Miss you, Bonaire!



Monday, July 28, 2014

Good News for my career


 This week is getting better pain wise but now I am in a rush to visit all of the places I was planning to go last week.  My Psychology of Art professor asked me to stay after class so naturally I thought uh-oh…what did I do?  She asked me where I wanted to go with my art career and asked me to stay in touch!  She wants to get my artwork into Edinburgh and some other areas.  I was also asked to do some paintings to have for sale at a fly fishing/hunting lodge!!!  This has been the best news ever and is encouraging me that I am on the right path of where I want to be!  This is short and sweet but I will try to write more after class! 

Culture and Customs of Scotland


            So…my computer died while I was in Scotland and needless to say all of my drafts of my journal were lost along with my pictures and a five page report that was due for class.  After I cried a bit (and rewrote the report), I decided to do what I know best and not rely on fickle technology but instead on the good ole pen and paper. 

 

            This third week is proving to be H-E-Double hockey sticks!!!  My leg is swollen beyond belief and I’m in so much pain that I cannot even make it to the kitchen to eat.  My academic aide personnel, Julie, and I formed a friendship so when she saw me hobbling my way to class saying everything was fine she didn’t buy it.  She insisted that she drive me to and from class and I accepted.  It is hard for me to show exactly how much pain I am in and how emotional I get when I am.  This one act of kindness sent me over my edge and I cried when I got back to the solitude of my room.  I am starting to shut back down and not wanting to be around anyone.  I am confined to a little area with no porch that I can sit on and look out over the land to calm me down.  I cannot cook for myself, take a shower by myself or even get dressed by myself and while Josh has always helped me with this, somehow it feels different here.  I feel like I am holding everyone back to take care of poor little me.  Pain proves to take the logical sense and make it an illogical emotion.  I am so sick and tired of not being able to participate in all of the activities planned.  This is proving to be the most stressful and angering thing I am encountering being somewhere so new.  Enough about my anger and self-issues…let me move on to something I am learning about the culture here.

Making myself part of this community in Scotland and adjusting to their culture has come as easily to me as writing my own name.  Josh and I have become known by the community and it feels so warm and welcoming.  When we are out for a stroll in Bridge of Allan looking for food, we hear shouts from across the road “Hi ya’ Josh and Jess” and we reply enthusiastically “hello ___ and ____!”  It is wonderful being in a place where people take the time to know you.  It is true that there are a lot of preconceived ideas that all Americans are fake, loud and obnoxious and to some extent it is true.  Some, especially in cities, will say “hello” and “how are you” but expect a one word answer versus the truth.  If the truth does come then it is perceived more often than not as drama.  Traveling to several different cities here, I have found the same thing though so I asked a couple we know if they ever really travel to the cities and they said no that they don’t enjoy it.  When I asked why, it was ironic that they said because they are loud, obnoxious and only after your money. 

Americans live extremely busy lives and our working hours are nearly TWICE as long as that in Scotland so time is precious and while it is a nice gesture to say these things, I can see how others take it as fake.  If I was asked how I was doing in Bridge of Allan and I replied with one worded answers, most of the time it was taken as rude.  When asked in Glasgow, if I answered with more than one word it seemed to be a bother to listen; exactly as it was perceived to be in America…one worded answers preferred!  I have learned to embrace it and instead of getting into an arguing match, which I saw one teenager from California attempting to do and losing badly, I decided to get to know the person/people and ask them about their customs.  By the end of this week we had changed a few minds.  The problem is that the areas Josh and I go to are out of Stirling and in smaller, quieter towns that are well established with strong traditions and older generations.  Walk into a pub in the Bridge of Allen and it is aged 50 and above; walk into a pub in Stirling and its age is 18-45 (unless you go to the locals place).  When people come to visit America, very rarely is it to visit somewhere that isn’t a city.  Go out to a small town (or even a certain part of a city) in the U.S. and odds are you will see the same attitude of warmth and welcome as that of Bridge of Allan.  Make note that these are generalizations and one person’s observations but this is how I see it. 

I hated living in San Diego for the same reason as stated above.  Every area of every country has their own cultures and customs that can be over generalized for the entire country.  If I tell someone that they should never live in San Diego because they are loud, obnoxious and fake people and they tell others, I have just started a prejudice when someone else’s experience may have been the best of their life!  (If that makes sense)  When I think of San Diego I think of how out of place I felt but it was only because I was use to a small town where everyone knows your name and business.  This is why I believe I felt so comfortable in the smaller towns of Scotland and could mesh so well.

Side note:  There was only one place we walked into that I ever felt nervous.  It was a locals only place (which we had no idea) and the crowd was very rowdy and really into the “YA” for Scotland’s “freedom”…a HUGE vote that is coming up.  I thought this only happened in the movies but when we walked in the loud laughter and talk came to an abrupt halt.  Too bad we had already ordered a drink!!!  I would have booked it out of there!!!

I am still learning a lot about here and have made it a priority to take note of customs.  It is fascinating and while the accents and landscapes are different from the U.S., the attitudes aren’t really all that different.

Monday, July 21, 2014

Espana!

So, this was my first trip ever traveling by myself. I would so say far it has went pretty well. I learned a lot about traveling solo quickly on my way over here. Now that I am here and have been for a few weeks, I am not nervous anymore, just kind of content. Of course not everything goes as planned, but that is expected while traveling. I have come to realize that and it is okay.

Lets start with currency exchange. I knew there would be fees, but I was not sure how many or how much. Let's just say I was disappointed and next time I will just save those rates and draw money out of the ATM next time I travel. Again, first time traveler problems. Next is that I was not told that I would be living with children, but that is okay because I love children!! The kids are so cute and very sweet at times. They are three and five. However, they are not disciplined which can get a little overwhelming at times. Again, it is fine though. My host family is great and so is the other host student I'm living with. I get my own bedroom and then Celia and I share a bathroom which is really nice. Their flat is really modern and nice, too! They also have a pool, two cars, bikes, they live close to school, and close to the beach. We usually take the bus to school though which is interesting. It is the first time using a public bus like that for transportation, but I enjoy it. Spain seems to be environmentally friendly which is AMAZING!!!! They also have great tasting food which our host mother makes taste even better.

Some cultural differences that have shocked me is how Spain is supposed to be in a depression. If Spain is in a depression right now, America is doing a depression wrong. My host family seems to be pretty wealthy because their flat is new, they own one by the beach, and they also have a family house in the mountains they go to every Sunday with their parents and siblings. Water in Almeria is valuable because there is very little. I like to take quick showers anyway, but this reminds me to take even quicker showers. The city has multiple fountains though that constantly run as well as street cleaning trucks which is pretty cool. The stores also close early on Saturday and nothing but restaurants are open on Sunday to respect citizens who do attend church. It is also set aside as a day for family which I found really nice. The food is different, but a good different. I can't explain it. It is just different from my expectations.They do have Kinder bars though! :) So the language, of course, is different as well. Again,as expected, some words are different. This small town of Almeria has lots of different accents as well which can be a little difficult to understand, but most people are patient.The people are really nice, but they know how to stay up late. Whereas in America, we stay up until 3 if we go out, they stay out until 6 or 7 a.m. That siesta really does help.

Besides that, classes are great. I get a long well with the students in my program. Excursions are fun, and other groups join. Besides ISEP study abroad, there are Mexicans, Germans, and Canadians taking a managerial skills class at the same university.They come on our excursions with us and give us opportunities to learn about more cultures which I love! I have not had home sickness yet, but I am just now starting to feel like I am in Spain after three weeks. It is weird, but I love it! I wish I would have studied abroad earlier.

Those are my thoughts for the night,
Ash

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

ESL Summer 2014/ 2 Weeks Session/ Week 1

ESL program at the Maryville College is not only about sitting in the class but also about fun. We are having special two weeks session when we are not only learning and practicing English but we are also experiencing different activities.Every day is different, exciting but also adventurous. This session help us to make better friends, to communicate better and to learn about our classmates’ cultures.
Here is a little description of our first week of the session.

Day 1: Rafting in Ocoee Inn, Georgia.

The river was wild but we are wilder. 

Day 2: Mountain challenge team Building at the Maryville College campus.

The Mounting Challenge helped us to improve our communication skills. 

Day 3: The Lost Sea.

The Lost Sea is America's largest underground lake, located in Sweetwater, TN. 
We are in the middle of the session and we went for two overnight trips, to Gatlinburg and to Atlanta. 

Day 4: Gatlinburg 4th of July Parade.

Happy birthday America!!!

Day 5: Dollywood/ Splash Country.

Ready to have some fun. 
Day 6: Trip to Atlanta and Atlanta Braves Game.

The Braves won and we really enjoyed the game. 

Day 7: Atlanta: Zoo/Aquarium/CNN.


Day 8: Shopping in the International market.


Day 9: Smoky Mountains- Cades Cove picnic and horseback riding.

Another great day in GSM.
The last week was great and we had a lot of fun. We can't wait for the next few days  for more adventures. 

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

On To the Next Adventure: South African Style



Taylor Smith
Blog 2

The trip here.

I am now in Port Elizabeth, South Africa.  The trip here was excruciating to say the least.  I left Knoxville at 6:00 a.m., I had a 10 hour layover in Washington D.C., an 18 hour flight to Johannesburg, and overnight layover in Jo-burg, and then a 2 hour flight into Port Elizabeth.  I left Knoxville on Friday morning and finally arrived at my destination Monday morning.   The flight out of Knoxville to D.C. wasn’t too bad; it was over fairly quick.  However the 18 hour flight to South Africa was almost unbearable.  Initially it wasn’t so bad.  I had a window seat and the girl who sat beside me was very friendly.  She was visiting family in Durban, and was happy to answer any and all questions I had.  Throughout the duration of the flight I became restless and body was sore all over.  I honestly just needed to stand up, walk around, and stretch. 

After arriving in Jo-burg, I had to go through customs which ended up taking about an hour.  Next I had to fight my way through the massive international airport, and try to find my way to the bus which would be taking me to my hotel for the night.  I found my way to the help desk, and the employees there gave me directions to the shuttles.  However, what happened next was one of the most terrifying experiences of my life.  As I was walking to my bus a couple of men who pretended to be airport employees walked up and proceeded to “help me.”  They asked where I was going, and then said they would personally take me to my bus because it was a dangerous place for women after dark.  I gratefully thanked them and we continued on our way.  All of a sudden these men directed me down a darker more abandoned pathway. Right away I felt that something was off, but since one was carrying my luggage I just prayed that everything would be okay.  About halfway to the busses the men stopped and demanded a tip.  Me being the naïve traveler pulled out 10 Rand.   The men then demanded that I give them 600 Rand which converts to about $60.  I handed over the money and rushed to my shuttle. 

Once I arrived at my hotel, I tried to connect to the wifi so that I could check in with my family.  Unfortunately, the wifi wasn’t working very well.  After calming myself down I tried to take a nice shower thinking that it would help to ease my mind.  However the hotel heated their water by a gas system, and one of my neighbors must have just used all the hot water.  I finally climbed into bed and tried to sleep.   As one could imagine I had a rather sleepless night.  I tossed and turned all night worrying about the rest of my trip.  My flight to Port Elizabeth flew out at 6:00 am but I had to leave my hotel by 5:00.  Needless to say I was absolutely exhausted by the time I reached PE. 

Thankfully NMMU had arranged for someone to pick me up, and I was greeted by a very friendly welcoming face.  I joined one other girl and was brought to the university for my program orientation.  I finally felt like I could be at ease because I was around other students and smiling faces.   

Hopefully my study abroad experience gets better because I don’t think it can get much worse.

Praying for a better time!

Taylor Smith

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