Showing posts with label First Impressions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label First Impressions. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Calm After The Storm

Amazing contrast: after 2 days of bluster and heavy rain, it is sunny and warm again!

According to the news, Costa Blanca region received twice the rainfall in 2 days of October 11 and 12th as the average yearly rainfall (cifres de record). 50 years ago on October 14th, 1957, the rain caused Rio Turia flood and Valencia ended up submersed under water! The scenes from El Verger and Els Poblets near Denia were reminiscence of New Orleans after Katrina: water up to the second floors of the houses, cars floating in the water like boats, bridges falling, and people being rescued by helicopters. The area was designated as zona catastrofica (ground zero) and Francesc Camps, President de la Generalidad Valenciana (president of Valencia province) arrived to the ground zero on Friday and stayed there for couple of days for damage assessment. In addition to financial damage, one person, a 89-year old lady, died in the ordeal. The extend of the damage was nothing comparable to Katrina but burden on affected people must be the same; however, the people's attitude towards how to handle the aftermath looked differently. The first sunny day after disaster, people were working together helping neighbors. An elderly lady, whose house got completely flooded, was sweeping muddy water out as a matter of fact without a complaint. The bulldozers were demolishing the houses that were irreparably damaged. I am not sure how these people, who are left without a home, are helped. I heard that because most people live near their close families, they help each other in addition to the government.

Here Gandia, we did not even notice the calamity of the situation. The only main change due to the rain was water in the Rio Serpis - and few garbage bins flown to the bike path and sights of broken umbrellas that were leisurely disposed of at wherever they reached their demise! If you had heard a crazy lady walking on the streets of Gandia under heavy rain in her Shamu poncho from Sea World, you would have guessed who that is, right? Since we don't have a dryer at home, it takes us much longer to dry the laundry inside the house during the rainy days. However, I really enjoy sun-dried, crispy laundry (the kids finally got used to the starchy feeling of their clothes, too).

On Saturday October 12th, everything was back to normal again. We went to the beach in the afternoon where Yunus and Dilara built a castle composed of washed bamboo sticks and sand, which attracted admiration from some spectators – note to myself: I must carry a camera at all times. I missed so many photo opportunities that day. A beautiful sailboat was docking into the port while we were there. It had a red body and two large old-fashioned sails. It sailed elegantly into the port. At the same time, the little kids began returning from their sailing lessons in the boats in size of a half – bathtub with sails in size of a beach towel. The contrast of these little tubs with the red sailboat was spectacular! Inspired by our surrounding, we felt urged to collect the information for sailing lessons and realized that it is a possibility when we are not traveling around. I, though, was more intrigued by the rowing lessons. They offer lessons 8-10 pm on Tuesdays and Thursdays for 55 euros per 6 sessions. One of the British local newspapers here, Costa Levante News, reports that Gandia's women's rowing team came runners-up (losing to Alicante's team) among 54 teams in a recent Spanish Rowing Championships - men's team placed 10th.

The most exciting news of the week is we finally have a tutor and started the Spanish lessons on Monday October 15th. One of my e-mail inquiries brought a fruitful response and we found a lovely British friend Rachel who owns a language school, Advantage (http://advantagesite.no-ip.com/DefaultEnglish.htm), teaching English and Spanish. It all began with Rachel’s inviting us to a benefit tea party at her school for cancer research and support group in the area! Now! What are the chances of my finding a group involved in such topic…? Apparently, one of the English teachers at school is involved selling Christmas cards for a UK based cancer research organization. The cancer support group center is located in Javea (about 28 miles south of Gandia) and offers services to the area around Javea all the way to Gandia in the north and to Alicante in the south. They provide assistance by phone or in person with answering questions, transportation etc. The group has a very interesting concept here. Apparently, Spanish people are not used to receiving help in this context from strangers so they approach it a bit suspiciously. Its services are utilized mostly the region's German and British citizens. I did not have the time to look into this more in depth but it is one of my projects to find out what kinds of cancer related services are provided in Gandia for instance, is there a treatment facility? I have seen so many dentistry, ophthalmology, orthopedics and plastic surgery private offices (even veterinary clinics) but have not seen any other medical specialty signs. Sigh; there is much to learn, not enough life times….
Lovely Rachel

Vicente

At the party, I met with Rachel’s parents, Merry and David, who are from England, purchased an old property at the footsteps of one of the mountains in the backdrops of Gandia and have been renovating it for the last four years. Long time ago, they had an opportunity to take a job in Alberta but they decided to settle in Scotland instead.
Merry

Rachel’s brother with his family has been living in New Orleans since 2002 and her parents will be in US this November for Thanksgiving. Rachel evidently had a pretty exciting life before settling in Gandia. She studied Geography and traveled in South America and India, where she worked with children suffering from polio. She is very nice and helpful; thanks to her we have found another good place (for me) to eat Spanish food.

We finally began our Spanish classes and I realized the limitations of my age! I don’t seem to learn as quickly as once I used to. The amount of material I need to master to gain proficiency in this language is insurmountable and I am not learning and retaining the new knowledge as easily any more – well, you cannot teach new tricks to an old dog, ey ;=), but I must endure because without language, no higher thinking can exist (no, I won't delve into Wittgenstein logic now). Our teacher’s name is Vicente (nuestro llama de profesor es Vicente). I take lessons for 2 hours 5 days a week and the kids for 1 hour 3 days a week (because they already have a basic knowledge). After I catch up to them (hopefully), we will continue together. My lessons are 10 am – 12 pm and kids’ lessons are 12:30 – 1 pm on Mon/Tue/Fri. This Monday, the kids took the bus to downtown, where the school is located, and found school all by themselves – I am so proud of them. They ride their bikes to swimming everyday rain or shine - they have not missed one practice, yet since the beginning. This has been such a liberating experience for them for they had to be driven everywhere in CDA.

The basics in Spanish so far: I have learned that in Spain you pronounce letter v as b and you definitely need to get that th sound for z and c (that is followed by i, e). Boy, do I ever have a hard time making this sound! My teacher says that the reason South American Hispanics don't have this sound is because when the Spaniards traveled from Spain to Americas, they took a long stay at Canaries where they acquired a different dialect. In the meantime, we are also learning to pick out Valencian words from Castilian. Valencian is a language of its own respect and as far as I can understand it is combination of French and Spanish. Anyway, the amount of homework that my teacher assigns every day, I will have a hard time keeping up with my blog entries.

After the first lesson, I was able to place a food order at a restaurant. To celebrate the beginning of the new adventure, we had lunch (dinner for here) at the Alameda Prado. I ordered tapas salad with feta, fish croquette and clams, Yunus had beef steak with potatoes and Dilara had battered cheese/chicken stick with fries. They were all very tasty – I was beginning to get a bit worried with the prospects of my cooking the same kinds of food that we ate back home every day for 6 months (which is so far what I have been doing). So now when our friends come to visit, we will have a collection of places to eat good food. By the way, Valencia oranges presently are being sold in the stores but we have not tried it, yet. In addition to bananas and oranges, I also spotted a pomegranate tree near our apartment. Fascinatingly, fruit trees grow wild in public lands here. I also noticed that cyclamen is planted in public parks as geraniums we have in ours. I would have thought that delicate cyclamen plant would wilt under Mediterranean sun - maybe the famous Moorish irrigation system enables the plants remain properly hydrated.

You do not see very many ethnic food offerings here (found American, Japanese and Middle East food at the shopping mall Vidal) but guess what ethnic restaurants you will find (American fast food does not count)? Yes, Chinese! They have several Chinese restaurants offering buffet style food. Additionally, you do not need to look at the labels to see if things are made in China here; there are China Bazaars at every corner you turn and they are very popular; we have one by our Mercadona – I wonder why there are so many Chinese here! I realized that I brought so much unnecessary stuff from US for here there is everything one would possibly need - and inexpensive at the China Bazaars!. I even found California raisins at Carrefour and apparently, Pantene is number 1 selling shampoo in Spain (I had brought some from home).

Another exciting event of this weekend (10/14) was the first of our possibly many excursions to Valencia. We ended up going there on Sunday because we were at the tea party on Saturday. Consequently, everywhere was closed again!! Even the tourist information was closed at 1 pm. When we, along with a Chinese couple, knocked at the door at 1:05 to get the attention of people inside, they waved their hands in angry gestures suggesting that they were closed and we should not bother… we all laughed with disbelief! Anyway, we decided to eat before beginning our city tour and I found the only street that did not have any decent restaurants open. We found a Cafe & Te (almost like Starbucks here, you find one at every corner) and ended up ordering pizza that was prepared from frozen. With the kids’ obvious discontent, we did the most unbelievable: we went to a McDonald’s! More than four years later, we came all the way to Spain to eat chicken nuggets and French fries at McDonald's…. That day, I was officially deemed to be never trusted with picking out restaurants and the times of the day for visiting museums!!! There, it is all public knowledge now.

Valencia is a quite different city than Gandia. In addition to its being more cosmopolitan, it is very old in the center and growing pretty modern towards its outskirts. In Gandia, I have not noticed the signs of poverty but in Valencia it is pretty visible. As the train approaches Valencia, one notices the rows of community housing and apartments lined along the railroad; the view gives an impression of inner city. Throughout the train ride, we could see miles and miles of citrus groves with occasional breaks of farms of different plants such as olives, fruits and household plants. Weaving through each plantation, you notice the legendary irrigation system - if this is the sole watering system currently in use, I do not know.

In Valencia, we quickly scanned some of the main historical sites in the old town. None of the museums were open and we did not have time to go to the famous arts and sciences museums by the Rio Turia. The city gave me the feeling of Istanbul because Islamic influences of Moorish architecture and designs in old buildings. The use of vivid colors such as yellow, pink, red and blue were also reminiscence of some of the palaces along Bosphoros and Beyazit in Istanbul. We even found the “Original Turkish Doner Kebab” restaurant! But it was closed. I have posted some pictures from this trip in blog site if you like to check.

Our next expedition to Valencia will be a visit to the Science Museum. There is also an oceanographic center, which we cannot wait to explore. Our Spanish teacher gave us this website address www.cac.es to check out the events happening at the arts and science center. Check the website if you can because it also shows the architectural beauty of the whole complex.

I will end now and pick up from where we left in the next entry. Things seem to be getting more exciting and information hopefully more reliable as we began hurdling the language barrier and acquiring many new friends.

Adios.

Friday, October 12, 2007

Entrada Segundo

Boy, when it rains, it pours in Gandia! And when it pours, everyone is riding the car… imagine the traffic jam in these tiny streets. Yesterday was another rainy day (the second one since we arrived) so I took the bus to downtown to shop at Charcuteria San Nicola’s, a very good delicatessen store Hugo recommended. It sells high quality local meat and cheese products and imported fine food and wine. Hugo was right; the lomo embochado (cerdo iberico, a Spanish salami with no taste and smell of artificial curing) and also famous jamon iberico (salt-cured ham that you notice ubiquitously dangling on the walls of the stores including at the airports), tasted incredibly exquisite – the cost is the main limiting factor consuming these delicacies for jamon costing up to $2,000 per leg, or a cruel $160 per pound (mine cost only 135 euros per kilo)! I ended up purchasing ¼ pound of each for a treat. Afterwards, I came to swimming pool by bus (normally I would walk) and had to sit indoors to avoid the rain. I began writing this entry while my throat burning from the intense chlorine fume.

The rain continued hard through the night (which kept me awake on and off) and the next day. We could see the Mediterranean had swollen big with the strong eastward winds (it looked murky half-way into the sea). Because today is another fiesta, kids are swimming early. Yunus decided to ride the bike and Dilara and I took the bus. On the way, we passed by the Riu Serpis (snake river) and noticed it has flooded with muddy water carrying along tree branches and garbage. This river is normally completely dry and we had not seen a drop of water there either June or this time – we even joked about if its waterless large groove were ever filled with water before. Nonetheless, this wave of floods in Spain has continuously been reported since we arrived. Last week, Seville was on the news about being hit with heavy rains resulting in damage and loss of lives from flooding and now Denia, the town 20 miles south of us where my friend Susan lives, is under flood. They say this much rain at this time of the year is not normal in Gandia – effects of global warming?

When we reached the sports complex, we noticed a group of men, who looked like Northern African descent, leaving (because of the proximity, the coastal Spain probably has a relatively high population of Africans; we noticed this while visiting southern France, too). They were dressed in long white outfits and Muslim headgears. Since this was the first time we were there early in the morning, I am not sure if this gathering was done on a regular basis or for the holiday of the Muslim religion that is happening now. I also don’t know what part of the complex they would hold such gathering and how it is possible to do such thing for the facility is run by the city government. These are the intricacies of life here that I might never come to learn due to the language barrier. Anyways, swim practice today was only 1 hour 15 min and Yunus rode his bike back home. He arrived 20 min before us but he was drenched for it poured whole bunch again.

If you were wondering, they do recycle here. With all the perils of consumption economy, they do produce lots of plastic, aluminum and glass container waste. Recycling bins, separated for various categories, are conveniently installed around the town. We have one by our supermarket Mercadona. Regular garbage containers for household disposal are plentiful and they have a good distribution of small garbage containers throughout the city. There are also custodial employees who sweep the streets frequently. These might be some of the reasons why the city looks pretty clean – except the frequent sights of doggy-dos, of course! There seems to be an effort to encourage people to go green (hurray for Al Gore by the way for his Nobel Peace Prize 2007!) with billboard and TV ads but I do not see too many windmills around (maybe not enough wind year-round) or sun power panels on the roofs. This apartment complex still uses gas even though it was built pretty recently.

To get to the pool, we ride our bikes on a road that is lined with orange and banana trees on one side. Along the other side, most houses are still in Mediterranean Villa style but the intense activity to convert them into multi-block apartment complexes (such as ours) is hard to miss. The famous Valencia naranjas on the trees are approaching to ripen. One of the swim dad’s is in orange business. He (all in Spanish with minimal help in translation by Susan) told me that even Del Monte is getting their oranges from the producers here. They are supplying to many countries in Europe and currently in the process of securing a deal with Russia. Before coming here, we knew how famous Valencia oranges were, but since arriving we have not had any freshly squeezed oranges! When I asked him why, he said that until oranges ready here, fresh oranges and juices come from South America or Africa. Apparently, our oranges will be ready towards the end of October. I wonder if this monsoon will affect the oranges on the trees.

The facility, Polideportiva Gandia Municipal, where the swimming pool is located, offers many different sports activities. I believe official Gandia sports teams are a part of this institution. The Gandia basketball team, Gandia Basquet, is supposed to be pretty good in this area and we suspect there are a couple of US African American players in the team. One day, Haluk and I watched the youth soccer practices; they were pretty good – the soccer is natural to the Europeans for they watch great quality of matches every weekend. In addition to team sports, the facility offers classes in martial arts, gymnastics, skating, fencing, tennis, aerobics, etc. There are two 25-meter swimming pools – one is indoor and the other is convertible. The kids practice in the convertible pool now but the meets are held in the indoor one (currently under construction). There is also a gym (where kids do weight training and stretching) but equipment needs a bit updating. For 80 euros, we got a 6-month family membership, which allows us to use all the facilities and get discounts on classes offered. I have started running on the track every other day while the kids are swimming – with all the walking and grocery carrying, my snug fitting clothes have already been loosened up. This week, the track field has, all of a sudden, become very busy with students (from elementary to university age) and adults. These people take their training very seriously. It is pretty inspiring to observe them workout in groups. In the meantime, the triathlon team also began training using the track field and the pool. The pool is apparently open until 11 and there is a guard on duty during these times. These people seem to go to sleep late – healthy or not. I heard there are other groups of sports activities in the town, such as trekking, mountain biking, hiking, sailing and surfing, that are privately offered . Even though one notices an incredibly large number of youth smoking in public, there seems to be considerable number of people involved in sports as well. You may even find more exotic exercise offerings such as Pilates and Yoga.

I am told that the Spanish are renowned for their love of fiesta. Well as I said, today is another fiesta here – Spanish National Day (Día de la Hispanidad, commemorates the historic re-unification of Spain, and also Christopher Columbus's first successful voyage from Spain to the Americas in 1492!). This means all the schools and businesses are closed again. Last Tuesday was Valencia Regional Day and the Monday October 8th became a bridge day. Consequently, the schools and businesses were in session only for two days this week! If you include the Fira I Festes, we have been having fiesta since we arrived!!! So far the official holidays in this area are as follows (there maybe unofficial once that I don’t know, yet!):

9/28-3/10 Fira i Festes
10/9 Valencia Regional Day
10/12 Spanish National Day
11/1 All Saints Day
12/6 Constitution day
12/8 Feast of Immaculate Conception
12/25 Christmas
12/26 Sant Esteve (Boxing Day)
1/1 New Year’s Day
1/6 Epiphany
1/22 San Vincente Martir (only in Valencia)
3/19 San Jose
Friday before Easter - Good Friday
Easter Monday
8 days after Easter Sunday - San Vincente Ferre
9th Sunday after Easter - Corpus Christi
5/1 Labor Day
8/15 - Feast of The assumption

In addition to the fiestas, siestas have been somewhat impediments to our lives here. By the time Yunus and Dilara are done with their schoolwork, the siesta begins (2-5 pm). This means if we wanted to visit the museums or do shopping in specialty stores, tough luck: they are closed. By the time they are opened, kids are getting ready for swimming. Students here go to school between 9 am and 1 pm; then they take a siesta and go back to classes again 3-5 pm. Anyhow, we stopped being Don Quixote and surrendered (doesn’t sound like me, does it?), so we are changing our schedule around the siesta times and taking one more step to blend with the culture. I believe having trouble in finding good food to eat has been a bigger motivation than our willingness to participate in culture and tradition! :=) Most restaurants serve food between 2-5 pm (this is what they call dinner here) and after 8 pm again – except fast food kind of places.

The local channel news coverage is pretty extensive and current. Yesterday, we watched the Ohio school shooting, Doris Lessing interview on her winning Nobel Prize in literature, a night club raid to catch Romanian and Russian mafia in Burrinana (Susan told me that there is lots of black money in Spain; that's why most businesses are done by cash), a lady swimming across Gibraltar from Spain to Morocco in 4h 45 min (this had something to do with breast cancer but I could not understand the details), the news about the well-being of the baby, Maria, who underwent the fetal surgery few months ago to correct spinal bifida first time in Europe. She was operated by the Spanish doctors in Seville with the guidance from Brazilian and American specialists. When we get better in Spanish, hopefully we will be interpreting events more correctly…

Well, I will conclude this entry with a revelation: after the kids left for swimming the other day, I was left sitting at the bus stop. Suddenly the audacity of this project weighed on me!! We are here in a land that we don’t know and communicating in a language that we don’t understand. I just let my kids take off by themselves under these circumstances while they have only occasionally done such thing in our own neighborhood. It is such a scary feeling to realize that if anything bad happened to them, how can I ask for help? How can they protect themselves? Maybe ignorance is really bliss. I also better appreciated the helplessness of those people who were probably a lot less equipped than we are (with education and information) and left their homes for better life in foreign countries. Without language, life is pretty limiting and terribly frustrating. I don’t know if I will ever reach the proficiency of explaining myself intellectually well in Spanish, but this is a good start and I am eternally indebted to Haluk for giving us this opportunity.

Adios para ahora.

PS: Perdone inconveniencia par favor para boca abajo las fotografias en este blog. Other than keep taking horizontal pictures, I don’t know how to solve the lopsided-picture problem, yet. So tilt your heads or computer screens for now… :=)
Dilara in the pool

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Pictures - Fira i Festes


Parade

Smoke from fire works - City Hall in the back

Everyone celebreates!

Eduardo Relero drawings

Crossing the bridge for fun fair


Fun Rides



Mint making in the medieval times


Horseplay and corporal punishment!

Medicine anyone?

Chanel Boutique



Night Magic!

Yesterday and Today

TV Coverage

Witch burning at the Borja Palace

Victim of inquisition?

ANIMALS:

Complaining Eagle - he made poor owls really nervous.

Escapee!



Tuesday, October 9, 2007

Pictures

View from the kids' bedroom window -ruins of Bayren Castle
View from the kitchen - mountains in 180 degrees

Mediterranean Sea - view from the balcony (note the sail boat)

Views from the front balcony

Blocks 1 and 2
View below from balcony

View above from the balcony

Next door neighbor's balcony

Soccer Field

Neighborhood kids playing in the front

Pool view from our balcony

School view from the balcony



Living Room (they mostly use stone flooring)

Dilara's Room

Yunus's Room

Master Bedroom

Hallway

Kids' Bathroom

Master Bathroom

Kitchen

Laundry Room

Flower art