сряда, 11 април 2012 г.

Ribalandia - Exhibition of our EVS experience

In the end of the project we made a little exhibition aiming to express our emotions, memories and inspirations during the EVS year in Ribadavia. I publish the "works"below.

Why Ribalandia? Ribalandia is the country of magic that only exsists if you imagine it and live it, it is invisible for the ones not able to enjoy it and there for everyone with an open heart to experience it. Ribalandia is not only Ribadavia, it includes every moment, every place and every face from the last year...




IVETA KUZEVA - REFLECTIONS

Ortigueira, July 2011
Reflections of music, festivals, the sea and the beaches












San Paio, October 2011
Reflections of mountains, forests, waters and the green beauty of the nature











Oporto, December 2011
Reflections of travels, new places, cultures, languages and knowledge















At home, always
Reflections of people, friends, contacts, exchange and a new home














SANTA VINKLERE














Dieta Gallega










La vida colorada















Mina terra galega










Ribalandia







ALEKSANDR SHELEPIN
















Two in green











Snailhead











Act of Food











Rain of colors

Last month, last EVS emotions, last days in Ribadavia…


Incredibly fast year, thinking about it everything passed in a blink of an eye! Who was saying a one year project is a very long term? It is actually flying away - I just got used to everything around me as if I am home… and it is time to go. Already the sentiments begun with moments of remembering, good-bye parties and promises nothing to be forgotten. It won’t be.
This beautiful spring month of March was the last one I officially had in my project’s duration. And it was simply amazing! It started and vanished with visits here and me visiting around. Just like all the rest of the year  and somehow more intense, as for being a great ending of  great period J First to visit me in the moment when all the nature was waking up for the spring, all colored and fresh, was a friend from my hometown, also a traveler and dreamer. He got involved together with us both with Santa in a Wine tourism course in English, organized by the Distance University of UNED. That was an interesting new experience, we spend couple of days in a romantic chateau producing high class white wine, and our task was to make the people relax and speak in English, but together with the walks and the wine-production process presentation that they made for us, it was all a nice weekend. While Nasko, my friend, was still here we also had a visit from the volunteers in Santiago and A Coruna, gathering of the big happy EVS family, playing some music, diving in the lake, walks – all the pleasant activities going together with over 25 degrees heat. Of course the dinner tradition was also followed carefully with the first open-air dinners on the balcony  “a la plancha”.


In the first days of the month I visited Porto once more to see Sashka, whose project was ending already, and Aija. It seemed as a little reunion of the Morroco team plus some crazy Asturians, with whom we were all involved in organizing an Asturian evening with a dinner in Casa da Horta, the cultural association with a cosy vegan restaurant where Aija used to work. It was short, rainy visit, but my admirations of Porto grew more and to the traveler’s diary were added also Tuy and Valenca – the two neighboring border villages on the both sides of the river Minho (the two of them really charming),  which I passed on the way.


Next free days I went to Vigo with my local friend Mercedes (a unique woman, a pleasure to know her) and her daughter, to see the city properly after being here only passing on the way to the beach. We made some walks, museums, fortresses – all that was included in a nice weekend by the coast. With Merce we made also few walks around here, as she is the same explorer as me and we went to investigate beautiful paths in magical forests by the little river Maquians, that also passes through part of Ribadavia. Next on the list was Pena Corneira – an incredible geological fenomenon, hills covered with huge oval rocks, as if it was a stone forest and one of the highest points around Ribeiro. Also this month she brought us to the archaeological site of San Cibran – a pre-roman village from the Castro culture, a visit that revived the sleeping archaeologist in me (yep, that’s my university degreeJ)



Actually, there was one moment when so many things started happening at the same time. Two special friends from Bulgaria, Katerina and Ina also arrived here in the end of the month and got involved in the little craziness of life I had in the last days of March. At work with the end coming closer the tasks were growing in number and after all that was the real deadline if we wanted to do anything more while being here. So the ideas kept on being born and realized, starting with  presentations of Bulgaria and Latvia in the English classes. That was something we wanted to do from the beginning of the project, but never fit into time and schedule, so we finally made it in a short and educational way, but successfully. Then followed a youth forum organized by OMIX in the school, with all the students coming in one of the three sessions in the two schools of Ribadavia – the primary school and the professional college. We presented them the Casa da Xuventude and the opportunities for the free time and for education – both formal and informal, they can find there, also the Youth in Action program and EVS. For me it was a big step speaking in front of more than hundred students in Spanish, something I have barely done in Bulgaria. But after all the tension passes, you realize how useful are big challenges like this one.

Literally in the same day we made the opening of an exposition we were planning a long time ago and completed as an idea this month. Three volunteers, four pictures each – altogether 12 works united by the title Ribalandia. Me, Santa and Aleksander tried to express what the year here meant to us, what we saw and experienced. I will publish all these pictures in a separate post. This was the first time I was showing in an exhibition something mine, after just the news that some other pictures I was sending to Italy were participating in an exhibition there. It is a nice feeling of doing something good and sharing, at least with the friends that came to celebrate with us and few girls that came especially from Pontereas to see the exhibition. For me it was success, because it was one of the few things we finally managed to do together as a team with Santa and Sasha (even though he is back to Estonia for months already).

Then, after doing some good job (and quite intensively), it was of course time again to make a little trip, and I joined Ina on her way to Aveiro in Portugal, as she was about to make a week there as a WWOOF volunteer in a city garden in the local University. We passed again through Tuy and Valenca, then saw the majestic sunset above the ocean from the train (that could never be forgotten) and reached Aveiro – the Venice of Portugal, famous for its channels and boats, to see it at night. The weekend was all about gardening, village life, great people and good musical jam-session, also the first nights outside for the year, around the fire. We had great time and I came back happier than ever. And it all only became better when I received a call right upon my arrival in Ribadavia from Shell, a dear friend from my Erasmus times from Ireland, telling me that she is also coming to see me in my Spanish home … the next day. So little time and so many emotions! Few days were never enough for me to show my guests all the little miracles of Ribalandia, even though it is a small village with nothing to do in the end of the world J But Shell could be part of one of the last dinners we made at home, and spend together with me a lot of time in my favorite places along the river, following the tradition to play the guitar all the time. She also came in the perfect moment to accompany me to go to Islas Cies – one archipelago of the few Galician islands that is being my travel destination already a year and finally could be reached this Semana Santa. Yes, it happened that we spent our Easter on a paradise island, with one of the most beautiful beaches in the world (according to some statistics) and amazing views of the ocean, the seagulls and crystal waters. Sometimes I stop myself and think - have I ever thought before that a voluntary service would make it possible to be in places like this, places taken out from the dreams. Directly after this we took the bus from Vigo to Porto to stay with Shell in another of my favorite places. I realized I am in love with this city and Portugal in general and so happy for choosing Galicia for my EVS – this way I felt a lot of Galicia, Spain and Portugal at the same time.


And after all these intense emotions, here I am again at my sweet home on the last floor of the Tower, preparing Final reports and trying to figure out of a conclusion how to put in few words all that I have been already sharing here in the blog for a year.  In the end of each project the volunteer should make except for the official Youth in Action report their Youthpass. We are supposed as well to organize everything in the most comfortable way for the upcoming volunteers, which we won’t be able to meet. And now are the last days of doing all these big tasks together with many little ones, connected with leaving a place called Home.  Days to prepare also myself for new beginnings, because I mostly believe in beginnings, not in endings. Days to organize a way to come back here soon to see again Ribadavia and how the life goes on after we’ll be away. Days to meet everyone and to say good-bye. Days to think over everything… or better to stay away from thinking J Days to feel and appreciate.

The fairytale of Ribalandia was in all I have learned, all I have seen, all I have experienced. A year ago I had no idea where am I going to, how it is going to be, what is there waiting to discover. Now I know that basically this all depends on you, on the person itself and how they see the things. Recently a friend said “Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder”. I opened my eyes and heart for all that was experiencing and the reward was the miracle of my EVS. Of course, there were bad moments, hard times, misunderstandings and so on, which I would never mention neither in the blog, nor in front of someone, because I don’t believe they are more important than all the great things.

So, as last words I want to thank to everyone that was part of my EVS year – Manuel, Santa and Aleksander, all the other EVS volunteers, all my friends that came to see me, all my local friends (amazing ones!!!) and the people I met on the way. Thank you! And as I wrote already in the first posts: The best is yet to come.

I couldn’t expect more. I couldn’t get more. Hasta siempre, Ribadavia!


сряда, 7 март 2012 г.

The fastest month


I can’t say if it is because of the smaller number of days or because it is one of the last remaining months of my EVS, but February just ran away really fast and left some more nice memories and some sun-tan from the sunny afternoons on the balcony.

Indeed, the spring here already came, and as I love to say it came before the winter. While all Europe was covered by snow, it seems to me I will have to wait till next year to see some. In this distant part of the continent (Finisterra – a town in Galicia, doesn’t bear this name with no purpose) the days only kept on getting longer and warmer. The first days of this sunny month brought here one of my closest friends from Bulgaria who stayed in Ribalandia for two weeks, carrying a part of the distant home closer and enjoying some time here. Together with the joy of having Petra as a part of my year in Spain and share my experience here, I was able to see in practice how much I have adapted to as a resident of Galicia and how convenient  I feel in our sweet volunteer apartment, home. I could show her all my favorite places with the daily walks we had, introduce her to my sweet local friends, and show her the beauty of the ocean … and of course the local gastronomy J Galicia Calidade forever!


The time passed just as fast, Petra went away and the moment has come for the long-expected first big fiesta of the new fiesta year – the Carnivals! For me this type of celebration was something completely new, the only carnival I have been to is the one annually organized in my hometown in Bulgaria – Gabrovo. Well, I was introduced to the catholic tradition of dressing up for celebrating the 40 days before Easter. Actually, in the Hispanic world the fiesta doesn’t go only one or two days, but at some places it is a week, at others – almost the whole month. Well, at least two weekends were guaranteed. In the province of Ourense the Carnival went on from Thursday, starting with a big dinner only for women from town, till Tuesday, an official holiday, including defiles, concerts and crazy costumes… The most impressing part of the festivities was the day we went to Xinzo de Limia, a little town not far from here, famous for its carnival. In Xinzo, Verin and Ourense the carnival has an old and respected tradition and is being celebrated the longest and the hardest. We visited the town in midday, when usually is impossible to see a living person on the street, but during all the week there was a movement of incredibly well dressed-up people of all ages having fun, dancing on the streets, having a drink, taking photos and laughing together. The atmosphere was amazing, totally different world. A curious fact is also that if someone dares not to dress up, but walk around in their daily appearance, one of the so-called Pantallas, running around and making noise with their belts of bells and shouts would take him to the closest bar to be invited for a drink and the brave one will simply need to buy drinks all the day J Besides it is a funny tradition, the Pantallas reminded me a lot of a Bulgarian costume of dressing up in scary costumes and masks called “Kukeri” which also takes place in the early spring in the villages to chase away the bad spirits with the loud noise of the bells. Sometimes I am left amazed with some cultural similarities between places so far away from each other.



So, back to the theme… As we couldn’t stay aside from the big carnival craze, me and Santa joined with costumes four evenings of the celebrations, she – with a little bit more enthusiasm, but above all, with a lot of fun. From the Indian inspirations to a false big bottom, and Santa’s almost professional disguises of policeman, devil and Arabic princess – all types of roles were played, and not only from us. May be what impressed me the most was really the willing of everyone to be part of the carnivals with a more original costume… than the previous year. And the closing party was organized by our boss and the association Arteficial, that organizes the festival. It was an event called Musical Purgatory and everyone should be dressed as a dead music star. So in the bar, with our hand-made decoration of flames, was everyone – from John Lennon and Janis Joplin to Edit Piaf and Amy Winehouse. No doubt, changing identities is a brilliant exercise in the beginning of a new year.

This is how time is slipping away and already the first yellow, pink and white blossoms fill up the air with aroma of spring.

петък, 17 февруари 2012 г.

Back and Forward


A new morning, a new day and a new year - the first of January.  I wake up, look through the window and see the palm trees in the garden of the Royal palace in Madrid. Good place to start the year, no doubt, with the sun shining above the sleepy city and two Bulgarian volunteers going out for a new-year walk and shopping.  Me and Aleksandra spent the most Bulgarian New Year in Spain ever possible, celebrating together with few more people from our country who study in Madrid at the moment. So, instead of one, we had two new-year comings with the hour difference and the obligatory speech of the president, the fireworks and the traditional banitza.

As after Morocco we stayed couple of days more in Madrid for the celebrations, it was time already to go back to Ribalandia. Actually spoiled by the reat time I had and the 30 C temperature in Africa I felt as if it is a tough task. But coming back didn’t turn out to be something bad, because many holidays and celebrations were on their way. First on the row were the Days of the Three Wise Men (Los Reyes Magos), which was quite surprisingly for me celebrated even more than Christmas – for example this is the day for the children to receive their presents from the Kings who, according to the Bible, reached the cave where the little Christ was born. On the 5th, 6th and 7th of January the village was once more occupied with parades, holiday lottery and spectacles. Those days we had here two of the EVS volunteers in Padron (close to Santiago de Compostela) visitin. This type of visits is definitely popular among the volunteers, due to this special relation you have with the others sharing the same experience. Many nice international friendships are always created, and going to some country for an EVS guaranties meeting people not only from this same country, but from all around… the world.


In the same weekend of the Reyes we had once more a poetry recital of Jaime Moreda with visuals that Alexander had made before he went away. So it was up to me and Santa to replace him this day and we did it with pleasure. It was a nice experience for me, even though not many people came to the event. That was the day of my name day as of course it is something I could celebrate only in Bulgaria with the people that know about it.
January is in general my private month of celebrations, as my birthday just follows the next week. On the day I only made a little dinner for the few friends that are around in the winter. Because it turned out to be true that there are some periods during the colder months when even the few people left in the town stay more and more at home and it is usually much more quiet. So, the idea of celebrating my birthday somewhere more alive and fun came logically. It was about a time to finally go to Barcelona as it was a dream of mine for a long time and the perfect moment came when a friend of mine from Bulgaria (who has a birthday on the same date) decided to come with five more girls to Spain to celebrate it. Not just in Spain, in BCN… I simply fell in love with this city. Toether with the shinin sun I had the best company to enjoy my time. First I met another Bulgarian friend and few from Ribadavia who live there, and when the others arrived we had our room in the hostel, the touristic walks and all the fun that we could, including an incredible rental-bike-route in the last hours there. And yes, it was Barcelona, but the other thing that made me so happy those days was the feeling of the strong connection I have - despite of the distance, with my friends back in Bulgaria and the joy of sharing few days of my EVS year of miracles with them.




With this trip all my vacation days (because every volunteer has two days of vacation for each month of the service) were over. I came back at home realizing that I had made my last travel during my stay here. And at this same moment the visits in Ribadavia started – as they say “If Moses doesn’t go to the mountain”... the friends will come to Ribadavia J In the last week of the month we had once more other EVS volunteers visiting, this time the ones from Gijon (Asturias), as the boy is from Latvia and they also made a good “common-background” friendship with Santa. This is also a thing I can notice every time I live outside my country and meet so many foreigners – all the people love to meet someone with whom to speak freely in the language of their thoughts… 

So, as we were expecting a quiet, even boring and cold winter, it didn’t really turn out to be like this. Together with all this movement, at work I was always occupied as the first deadline of the Youth in Action program (1st February) was coming closer and we were applying for partner’s projects and those of OMIX itself. Both of me and Santa started this month the big search of the future. It was really a month of looking back and forward, realizing that the end of our year of voluntary service is coming and wondering what comes after. I was amazed by the number of different ideas for my own future, as travels and education and work and more volunteering were all there… One of the reasons I wanted to make this “gap year” was to decide where to go after. Well, in the end, I am even more confused, because from all I keep on experiencing I only realize how many things there are to be done, how many places to be seen and people to be met! So the mission of making future plans wasn’t successful, but what matters more is that nothing is over yet…

вторник, 10 януари 2012 г.

The proper end of a year of travels


When I came in Ribadavia it was summer, it was hot and beautiful, it was funny, entertaining and everyone was telling the legends about the winter when “nothing is happening” to prepare us for what is coming. The cold, moisty and rainy winter when everyone stays at home and there are no opportunities to spend your time nicely… Well, it was clear that the words of the locals complaining about the winter are quite exaggerated as it didn’t seem serious that 5-10C is a really low temperature. And now it is proved, it was all legends, my winter is like no winter at all by now.
First of all, outside it is still as green as it was in May, even flowers are still blooming on the streets;  yes, sometimes you get tired of rain, but still I have some ten from the sunny days… and nevertheless it doesn’t really feel as if the fiesta has stopped – just got less intense than in the summer.  

December was as vivid and colorful, just as warm as my never-ending summer of 2011. It started with a breath of a culture, as I visited the one of biggest cultural events in Galicia, called Culturgal in Pontevedra in the first weekend of the month.  I really got thousand ideas with information I got from what I saw at this huge expo of all types of art creators, promoters, producers, publishers and media… Cultural life has always been my strongest passion and I enjoyed a lot getting to know how it works in Galicia, as an example of a now-developing industry, especially when the promotion of it was live, with concerts, readings, interviews, theatre – three full days.

The week after was the so-called Puente, a week  with two Spanish national holidays in beneath, which the students love a lot because they usually get it all free, as well as some workers. In this week Casa da Xuventude was working, but the vacations still worked for a long-expected trip that I made – going to Portugal, visiting Porto for a day and a family friend in Lisbon. His family I was staying with were really good people that were all the time taking care of me and showed me the Portugese capital and the area around it. As I expected, I fell in love with the country, its cities and coast, even though nothing really surprised me after living almost on its border line. The Northern Portugal sure has a lot in common with Galicia, both as a culture and outlook. Porto though is a city to be experienced, as it is unique, one of those cities which have not only beautiful views and tourist attractions, but also a character, it feels to be alive, with its own artistic appearance.


Lisbon gave me another feeling, as being also a big capital city and as I am used to a much smaller city-sizes now… But in one word it is also a charming, beautiful place and the glory of its past still makes it look proud and royal. For years I was eager to see those both cities and to walk through their little steep narrow streets all over… My hosts took me to many little beautiful villages and spots around there, my volunteer foot also reached the most western point of continental Europe (Cabo da Roca) and the beautiful hills and coastline (where people keep on riding surf in December) North from Lisbon, the palaces of Sintra, the port of Cascais, the city of Setubal and its surroundings, lighthouses, monasteries…


It was a trip of short duration but with full program, great impressions and feelings. When I came back to Ribadavia though I didn’t enjoy long my good memories  as Aleksander was leaving and we had to say good-bye to a work and a living mate. The sad truth – the volunteer colony in Ribadavia lost a member.  Soon after we had to start the selection process of the EVS volunteers after us with the thought that neither Aleksander really wanted to leave, nor me and Santa want our project to come to an end. But this is how life goes, changes are more than necessary…
In general at work also it doesn’t feel as if in the winter there is less to do, as now I dare to do much more and stay occupied all the working hours. Truly, the knowledge of the language would be a plus in my application but I am grateful that I was given a chance to learn it here and as I already have the basics to communicate with the youngsters coming to Casa da Xuventude, to work better. The tasks also grew in number, including translations, phone calls, also I made a pre-departure training of a girl, soon about to leave for her EVS in Slovenia, another boy that OMIX had send has returned and thus the EVS wheel keeps on turning...

And the cherry on the top of all the travels during all this year going around Europe, was a travel I made during the Christmas holidays to Morocco. As is it not connected neither to what I do in my EVS, neither to what I discover from Spain as a culture, language and places, it was also a trip I used to dream about and that I knew will come true once I come closer to this part of the continent. Africa is a must see, a different world, which opens one’s eyes for many things. From Marrakesh’s square and its fairytale creatures, to the colorful markets which are swallowing you and  then spitting you out tired of all the colors, goods, smells, bargaining and shouts, to the poor dusty neighborhoods with children playing football with no shoes, the women with their vain on motorbikes, the traffic following no logic and the extreme sport of crossing a street, all the people with no-existing professions.. to the fish market in Essaueira, the seagulls and the chickens on the roofs. It is all beyond the imagination of a person from Europe, always surprising and so intense. But the best part definitely was visiting an oasis on the way from Oarzazete to the dessert, where only berbers still live as they used to do thousands of years ago in their cub houses, baking pottery and washing their clothes in the river… Well,  the more I write the more I realize how impossible it is to give in words all my impressions, but I am more than grateful (mostly to our friend and host there, Jamal, without whom it may be wouldn’t be so) for what I had to experience, for living in the magic of Africa for though only for a week...