what happens in poland

Istun seda postitust kirjutades Varssavi Chopini lennujaamas, oodates oma hommikust lendu Riiga. Postitamise hetkel olen ilmselt juba Riias. Long story short: kĂ€isin analĂŒĂŒsiseminaril vĂ€ikelinn Czerskis, ĂŒritus ise oli ĂŒhe eelneva projekti jĂ€relseminar, kestes vaid 3 pĂ€eva. See on kĂ”ige vĂ€hem tĂ€htsam – nende kolme pĂ€eva jooksul juhtus palju rohkemat kui kunagi varem ĂŒhegi projekti jooksul kogenud/nĂ€inud olen ja seda just mitte heas mĂ”ttes. Oleme ju kĂ”ik Poola kohta kuulnud igasugu jutte, kuidas kellelgi auto aken sisse löödi, kuidas asju varastati jne – ega enne ei saa aru, kui ise asja sees oled. On reede öö, rahvas ĂŒsna peo meeleolus, aga mul seda vĂ€ga polnud ja otsustasin magama minna. Toakaaslane oli samuti eestlane ning alati lukustasime uksi, kuid too öö oli vĂ”ti tema kĂ€es ja ma ei leidnud teda kuskilt, seega mĂ”tlesin, et mis ikka juhtub jah? Juhtus see, et ma olen tunnike maganud, kui kuulen keegi tuleb tuppa, paneb tule pĂ”lema ja hakkab toakaaslase kohvris sobrana – ilmselgelt mĂ”tlen poolunes olles, et ju siis tema ise eks? MĂ”tlesin seda kuni selle ajani, kui jĂ€rsku tĂ”mmatakse minu voodi alt vĂ€lja minu kohver. KĂŒsin eesti keeles: “kuule mis teed?” ja keeran pead, kui nĂ€en, et meie toast jookseb vĂ€lja mingi noorem kutt. Mul oli kohe alarmkellad peas, vaatasin asjad ĂŒle, et kĂ”ik olemas oleks – olid. Andsin toakaaslasele ka teada, ta tuli omi asju vaatama ja mis selgus – transpordikulude katteks saadud ĂŒle sajaeurone sularaha oli rahakotist kadunud. Kohe sai korraldajatele rÀÀgitud jms ja tuli vĂ€lja, et ĂŒhes teises toas oli ka see varas kĂ€inud, aga seal oli inimene sees, kes ka nĂ€gu nĂ€gi.. hiljem muidugi selgus, et mĂ”nest toast saadi veel saagiks paar kĂ”larit jms. Igastahes, lĂ€heb siis oma pool h mööda, hakkame magama jÀÀma uuesti, kui koridoris karjutakse “HEY! HEY! HEY!”, keegi jookseb mööda koridori ja siis karjuvad mehehÀÀled. Tuli vĂ€lja, et see varas oli meie toast joostes jooksnud kĂ”rvalasuvasse tualetti ja end seal terve aja peitnud ja paar Hispaania tĂŒdrukut kogemata sattusid talle ‘peale’, mispeale ta ĂŒht tĂŒdrukut lĂ”i ja minema jooksis. Juba selleks hetkeks oli draamat kĂŒll ja veel.

JĂ€rgmine pĂ€ev oli vĂ€ljasĂ”it Hel’i ja Gdanskisse ning bussisĂ”idu ajal lĂ€ks korralik CSI/Sherlock vĂ€rk lahti, sest tuli vĂ€lja, et varas oli oma telefoni wc-st vĂ€lja joostes sinna jĂ€tnud, seega ĂŒks abivahend jĂ€lle olemas. Korraldajad ja paar vabatahtlikku tegid seal korraliku detektiivitööd ja said isegi lukustatud telefoni abil teada nime – ĂŒks hotellis töötavatest teenindajatest. Vahepeal sai muidugi terve buss naerda, kui lukustatud ekraanile ilmus mĂ€rge sellest, et ema oli kutile kirjutanud, et ta oma jalanĂ”ud ukse taha jĂ€taks ja oma haisvad jalad Ă€ra peseks koju tulles. Õhtul tagasi jĂ”udes kutsuti kĂ”ik inimesed, kes varast nĂ€gid, kokku ning pidime tĂ”endama kas too isik on see, keda nĂ€gime, vĂ”i ei. Kuigi mina nĂ€gin teda vaid tagant, olin ma 99% kindel, et see on sama kutt, kuid lĂ”puks oli ikka tĂ”endeid vĂ€he, ta suutis ikka vĂ€lja kuidagi vingerdada. Seega, case closed ja ei saanudki asjast midagi. MĂ”tlesin jĂ€lle suhteliselt vara magama minna, sest hommikul kell 8 lĂ€ks juba rong, aga kus sa sellega. Öösel kell 3 kui toakaaslane tuppa jĂ”udis kuulsin, et see sama varganolk oli oma sĂ”pradega hotelli juurde tulnud ja lĂ”puks oli nende ning paari itaallasse ja kreeklase vahel korralikuks tĂ”uklemiseks Ă€ra lĂ€inud. Hiljem tuli veel vĂ€lja, et tĂŒrklased olid Gdanskis varguse tagajĂ€rjel mĂ”nest dokumendist ja rahast jms ilma jÀÀnud ja Tczew-is oma rongi Varssavisse oodates ĂŒritas ĂŒks kalkar minult rahakotti Ă€ra vĂ”tta – kas pole mitte lĂ”bus.

Tegelikult oli peale selle kĂ”ige tore ka, kuigi issanda loomaaed on ikka nii kirju inimeste osas kui ĂŒldse olla saab. Samas aga oli tore nĂ€ha erinevaid linnu ja kohti, kuhu muidu kindlasti ei satuks. Andsime ka kohalikus algkoolis inglise keele tunni, mille peale ma muidugi ĆĄoki sain, et 5 aastat keelt Ă”ppinud lapsed oskavad öelda vaid “my name is..”. Tegin ka palju pilte, aga need tulevad jĂ€rgmise postitusena.

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English: I am sitting in the Warsaw Chopin Airport while writing this post, waiting for my morning flight to Riga. When this goes up, I’ll probably be in Riga already. Long story short: I attended an analysis seminar of a project that was held before and it only lasted for 3 days this time. During these three days, things that have never happened to me or during my projects, happened. I think we’ve all heard stories about Poland: how it is easy to get your things stolen etc. but it is hard to grasp it before being in that situation yourself. It was Friday night and people were partying downstairs – I was quite tired, so I decided to go to bed. Since my roommate had the key and I couldn’t find her, I couldn’t lock the door. I had had around an hour of sleep when I hear someone entering the room and putting the light on and starting to rummage around my roommates suitcase. Half asleep, of course I thought it was my roommate.. until they pulled out my suitcase from under my bed. Then I turned around and asked in Estonian: “what are you doing?” and then I see it.. it wasn’t my roommate, it was some young tall guy running out. Of course I checked if all our things were there and wrote to my roommate as well. She came and she found that her reimbursment cash (over 100 euros) was not in her wallet. 

We talked to the organizers and it was decided that nothing could be done at that moment. We went to bed and about half an hour later, when I was again almost sleeping, I hear someone yelling “HEY! HEY! HEY!”, someone running in the corridor and some more yelling. It turned out that the thief had hidden in the toilet next to my room the whole time and then some Spanish girls found him, he panicked and ran away, hitting one of the girls as well. The next day we had a daytrip to Hel and Gdansk and in the bus it turned out that the thief had left his phone in the toilet – a big help. Some real CSI/Sherlock shit went down in the bus, with the organizers and some volunteers trying to find anything from a locked phone. And they did – they still saw the notifications on the screen. At one point the whole bus laughed because they guy’s mom had written to him to take off his dirty shoes and wash his smelly feet. Anyway, somehow through detective work, they found out the name – it was one of the guys working in the hotel staff. 

When we got back, we had to see the guy and testify if it was him who we saw (some other people saw his face as well). Tbh, I only saw him from the back, but even then I was 99% sure. Still, in the end they didn’t have enough evidence, cause the guy made up some shitty excuses etc. Ok, we thought it was done, but no – for some reason the guy showed up that night with his friend and in the end there was a kind of a fight between them and some Italian and Greek guys. What even. Later it also became known that some Turkish people had their money and documents stolen and one guy tried to steal my moneybag when I was waiting for my train in Tczew as well. Fun storytime. 

Actually, besides all that, it was fun and a cool experience as well, but it proved that there are sooo many different… too different people in the world. It was great to visit all these places that I would not go ever when it wasn’t that kind of a project. We also visited the local primary school and gave a brief English lesson, from which I kinda got a shock, ’cause the children who had studied the language for 5 years could only basically say “my name is..”  But yes, I also made many pictures, but they will be in the next post. 

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new year| turkey pt 1

TĂŒrki minek selgus juba novembris, kuid trip ise tuli kuidagi vĂ€ga kiirelt kĂ€tte. Tegu jĂ€lle projektiga, seekord lĂ€bi Noored Ühiskonna Heaks organisatsiooni. Toimumiskohaks tĂŒrklaste jaoks ‘vĂ€ikelinn’ Usak oma 500 000 inimesega ja teemaks “Inclusion of disadvataged youth with art”. Tartu-Tallinn-Istanbul-Usak ning esimene kultuurishock Istanbulis kĂ€tte saadud: tĂ€navatel karjuvad mehed ja ĂŒleĂŒldine lĂ€rm ja muidugi see, et igal pool suitsetatakse, olgu siis siseruum, kohvik jne. Ehk oli see vaid ÀÀrelinn, aga eks nĂ€eb. BussisĂ”it Istanbulist Usaki kestis 8h ning kohale jĂ”udes saime kiirelt oma ööbimispaika, kuhu jÀÀme nĂ€dalakeseks. Powernap tehtud, otsustasime linnas ringi jalutada, sest esimesel pĂ€eval pidid enamus teised riigid saabuma. Kultuur on ikka hoopis erinev ning inglise keelt vĂ€ga keegi ei valda. Esimene Ă”htu tĂ”i ka esimesed ebameeldivad ĂŒllatused korralduse osas – toiduga oli probleeme, toa wc ning voodid ebahĂŒgieenilised jne. Teisel pĂ€eval olukord eriti ei paranenud, ĂŒhelt poolt pĂ”hjuseks keelebarjÀÀr – inglise keelt rÀÀgitakse vĂ€he, kui sedagi ja raske midagi selgeks teha. Inimesed ei pea ajakavast kinni ja selline segadus ikka vahepeal. Logistika teeb keerulisemaks see, et ööbimiskoht ja tegevuskoht asuvad ĂŒksteisest pĂ€ris kaugel. Söömisega on ka naljakas, hommikusöögiks saime paar kĂŒlma friikartulit, 5 oliivi ja kolm kurgiviilakat…are you kidding me. Õnneks saime projekti osa siiski kĂ€ima ja teistega tuttavaks, rahvas on Ă”nneks vĂ€ga normaalne ja Ă”htul tuli juba esimene pidu. JĂ€rgmise pĂ€eva veetsime projekti asjadega tegelemisega, ehk siis erinevad grupitööd, analĂŒĂŒsimine jne. Õhtul lĂ€ksime osa rahvaga traditsioonilist TĂŒrgi teed jooma. TĂŒrgi magustoidud eesotsas baklavaga on ikka rĂ€me magusad – samas tĂ€naval ĂŒlekaalulisi inimesi ei hakka vĂ€ga ĂŒldse silma. TĂ€navapilt on ĂŒleĂŒldiselt ikka midagi muud: iga nurga peal mosee, enamus naistel pead kaetud, 5x pĂ€evas kĂ”lab ĂŒle linna moseedest “Ezam” ehk kutse palvele ning kodutuid koeri on vĂ€ga palju ringi jooksmas. Projekti ajakava on ka ikka tĂ€iesti ĂŒle kivide ja kĂ€ndude, keegi sellest eriti kinni ei pea.

JĂ€tkub…

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English: It became evident already in November that I have a project in Turkey in January, but the trip itself somehow arrived so fast. This time the project is through a different organization than my previous ones and it takes place in the city of Usak, which Turks consider to be a small town with ‘only’ 500 000 people. The topic is “Inclusion of disadvataged youth with art”. Tartu-Tallinn-Istanbul-Usak and we already got our first culture shock around the bus station in Istanbul: men screaming at you on the streets, people smoking absolutely everywhere no matter if it is a street or a cafe or whatever. Maybe it was only that place but we will see. The bus ride from Istanbul to Usak took 8 hours and when we arrived we already took a power nap. After that we decided to walk around, cause other countries hadnt arrived yet. It was evident that the culture is so different and no one really speaks English. The first evening already brought some negative surprises about the organizational part: accommodation was dirty, the laundry was not cleaned, problems with food etc. On the second day the situation didnt improve that much and the language barrier was probably one of the reasons. Also, people do not care about the schedule and what complicates the logistics is that the accommodation and the venue with activity room etc are so far from each other. The whole eating thing is funny as well: for breakfast we got like a few slices of cucumber, some olives and slices of cold fries – are you kidding me. Luckily we got the whole project part going and other participants are really cool as well and we already had our first party the first evening. Most of the next day was spent doing group activities and analyzing things and later we with some people went to drink traditional Turkish tea and eat some dessert – the desserts are reallllly sweet, but you wouldnt really see overweight people on the streets. The street view is much different: on basically every corner you see a mosque, most women have their heads covered, 5 times a day there is a call for prayer from the mosques, “Ezan” and there are many homeless dogs running around. The project schedule is all over the place, but we’ll see, maybe things will still improve.

To be continued…

done | rumeenia pt 2

ecolifeEnne projekti lĂ€bi saamist jĂ”udsime kĂ€ia puud istutamas, teha ‘Teeme Ära’ stiilis koristamist, panna kokku erinevaid teemakohaseid videoid, pidada Ă€ra Oscarite gala ja veel viimased kultuuriĂ”htud. Projekti esimene ja teine pool olid minu jaoks nagu siga ja kĂ€gu – kui poole peal oli ĂŒks pĂ€ev selline, kus vĂ€ga tahtsin juba koju minna, siis nĂŒĂŒd, viimasel pĂ€eval, polnud mitte midagi raskemat, kui see lĂ”plik Berliinis lennule minek ja Riiga lendamine. Miski justkui klikkis kuskil seal vahepeal, inimestega suhtlus lĂ€ks palju vabamaks ja nĂŒĂŒd, kui projekt lĂ€bi on, lendas ĂŒks pisike osa minust tegelikult ĂŒldse teisse riiki, kui Eesti. Ja tĂŒkike jĂ€i Rumeeniasse maha. Aja mĂ”iste kadus seal tĂ€ielikult Ă€ra – pĂ€evad ei mÀÀranud midagi, pidu igal Ă”htul toimus nii vĂ”i naa ja nii saigi viimasel Ă”htul oma toa uks alles kell 7 hommikul avatud. JĂ€rgnes jĂ€lle 10h bussisĂ”it Bukaresti, mis oli seekord vĂ€ga palju parem. Bukarestis saatsime jĂ€rgemööda Ă€ra nii tĆĄehhid kui hispaanlased ja lĂ”puks jĂ€imegi vingete leedukatega kokku.squat-romania-parliament Plaanist öö Berliinis pidu panna ei tulnud kahjuks midagi vĂ€lja, sest lend sinna lĂŒkkus 2h edasi ja kohale jĂ”udsime rampvĂ€sinutena alles peale 00 öösel. Esimest korda oli mul lennujaama pĂ”randal magades soe. Soojus oli mu sees ja mu ĂŒmber ja just seetĂ”ttu oligi hommikune lennukile minek raske. Veider on mĂ”elda, kuidas tĂ€iesti vÔÔrastest inimestest on nii vĂ€hese ajaga vĂ”imalik saada midagi palju enamat, kui lihtsalt sĂ”brad. Nad on keegi, kellega sa oled kogu selle teekonna ja projekti lĂ€binud ja mĂ”nega veel pikemagi tee.squat-romania

Meie Eesti tiim oli ka super ning juba vaikselt plaanimegi paari trippi lĂ€hemale ja kaugemale. Eks nĂ€eb. See projekt Ă”petas mulle palju ja seda just mitte selle konkreetse teema osas, vaid ĂŒleĂŒldiselt: tuleb olla rohkem avatum, erinevate inimeste ja erinevate tegevuste osas, passiivsus tuleb maha jĂ€tta ja tĂŒĂŒpiline eestlaslik kinnisus samuti. Tuleb mĂ€rgata imelisi inimesi enda ĂŒmber varem, et vĂ€ltida lĂ”pus neid raskeid lahkuĂŒtlemisi.

R x

English: Before the project was over, we also had the chance to virtually plant a tree, participate in a “Let’s do it!”-type of trash picking activity, put together eco life videos and have an Oscar gala and the remaining cultural nights. The first part of the project and the second part were like day and night for me – if at one point there was one day where I really wanted to get home, then now, when it was finally the last day, there was nothing harder than sitting on that plane in Berlin and flying to Riga. Something just clicked inside me at some point, the communication with people was so much easier and now, when the project is over, some part of me actually flew to a different country than Estonia. And some of it was left in Romania. The notion of time had no meaning there – days did not mean anything, there was a party, no matter if it was Tuesday or Sunday and so there I was, finally getting to my room at 7 am on the last morning. What followed was a 10-hour bus trip to Bucharest, which was much better than the previous one. In Bucharest, we sent away the Spanish people and the Czechs and were stuck with the awesome (fucking) Lithuanians. We had a plan to spend our final night partying out in Berlin, but since our Bucharest-Berlin flight was delayed for 2 hours, we reached Germany only after 12 am and all of us were so tired. For the first time, I was warm sleeping on the floor of the airport. The warmth was inside me and surrounded me and that was the reason why it was so hard to get on that plane next morning. It’s weird to think how complete strangers could turn into friends and much more in so little time. They’re someone with whom you’ve completed this project and this journey and plenty more. Our Estonian team was super as well and we are already kind of planning some trips to here and there as well. We’ll see. This project taught me much more than just about eco life: you have to be more open about different people, different activities, not be so passive and leave behind the typical Estonian stubbornness. It is essential to notice amazing people around you sooner, to avoid the bitter goodbyes. 

Tri Paloski my loves.

berliinist | viimased mĂ”tted

Teine pĂ€ev Berliinis algas ‘töiselt’: kogu selle kogunemise mĂ”te oli paika panna mĂ”ned asjad mĂ€rtsi alguses toimuva noortevahetuse teemaga “Refugees Welcome” asjus. Arutasime lĂ€bi millised workshopid töötaksid ja millised mitte ning kuidas miski vĂ€lja hakkaks nĂ€gema. See ilmselt oligi selle nv kĂ”ige formaalsem osa, peale seda oli jĂ€lle vaba aeg ning mingi hetk otsustasime kĂ”igiga jĂ€lle kesklinna minna, sest mĂ”ned tahtsid veel ringi vaadata ja mĂ”ned ĆĄopata jne. Kindel variant oli jĂ€lle Alexanderplatz, sest seal leidub lihtsalt pĂ€ris palju teha. Ise plaanisin ka natukene veel ringi vaadata ja paari vaatamisvÀÀrsust nĂ€ha, aga kesklinna jĂ”udes oli kell juba pĂ€ris palju ja ma olin suht fts ja otsustasin ainult poodides kĂ€imise kasuks. Esimene peatus oli muidugi Primark, mis oli nagu ikka tĂ€iesti hullumaja ja ega vĂ€ga hulle oste seal ei teinudki, sest tahtsin Media Markt-i ka jĂ”uda.

Hiljem saime kĂ”ik kokku jĂ€lle ja trammiga ööbimiskoha poole, kus sĂ”ime Ă”htust ja hiljem lihtsalt rÀÀkisime juttu, ise sain kĂ”ige paremini jutu peale kahe tsikiga Ungarist ja kuttidega TĆĄehhist ja Kreekast. Nemad plaanisid ka vĂ€lja minna, et Berliini ööelu ĂŒle vaadata, aga lĂ”puks sinna ei jĂ”udnudki. Alguses oli plaan normaalsel ajal magama minna, sest Ă€ratus oli 6 paiku ja lĂ”puks sain ikka 3h magada jeee.. Lend Riiga oli 9.50 ja saigi Saksamaale head aega öelda. LĂŒhike, aga huvitav reis. Kindlasti kui kunagi tekib vĂ”imalus uuesti Berliini kĂŒlastada, sooviks, et see toimuks natukene soojemal ajal – kujutan ette, et ringi jalutada ja kĂ”ike uurida oleks veel vingem. Samuti oli ka tore jĂ€lle arutleda erinevatel teemadel inimestega, kes pĂ€rit tĂ€iesti erinevatest kultuurides ja muidugi keelepraktikaks ka vĂ€ga hea. Such cheesy, aga vĂ€ga hea meel, et nii spontaanselt otsustasin asjast kinni haarata. Vot.

R x

English: The 2nd day in Berlin started out with everyone discussing the actual project that takes place in the beginning of March and is on the topic of refugees. This was probably the most formal part of the weekend, because after that we again had the free time and some hours later we decided to go to the city center, Alexanderplatz again. Some people decided to see some sights, but since we did not really have that much time, I just decided to visit some shops. My first stop was Primark and it was so freaking crowded. Didn’t really do any major shopping there, just a couple of things, because I also wanted to go to Media Markt as well. Later that evening we had dinner and then just had a great conversation with some people from Hungary, Greece and Czech Republic. At first I wanted to go bed quite early, because we had to wake up at 6am, but then ended up getting like 3 hours of sleep.. yay. Anyway, I’m really glad I took this spontaneous opportunity and I would like to visit Berlin again one day, but mayb when the weather is a bit warmer, it would be great to walk around some more. It was also great getting together with people from different cultures and backgrounds and the language practice was also great. The end.