Thursday, August 11, 2011

Sometimes there are things you just can't understand

I've been in Russia for 6 days, and in those 6 days I've figured out a lot. 1) Most Russians are totally willing to help you 2)When I walk into McDonald's I just need to ask for the photo menu 3)British English and American English are as different as night and day 4)In Russia anything can happen 5) There's no "American" coffee in Russia

I'm kind of going to skip the first point about Russians being helpful. I asked the security guard in the grocery store where the bathroom was in mediocre Russian, and he looked at me like I had three heads then shooed me away. However my cashier was great, she tried asking me for 7 rubles because she didn't have the right change in her drawer, and I just totally wasn't getting it. So she put up 7 fingers and said "Rubles?" The cashier, a babushka behind me in line, and I...we all burst into laughter. Only in Russia

The 2nd thing I've learned, well I didn't go to Micky D's today, so it isn't totally relevant. However it was a miraculous discovery for me to realize I can walk in and go "Photo Menu Pezshalsta" point at the basket with the photo menu in it, then order away. It's much easier than miming or trying to pronounce the Russian right.

Today was the 3rd day of of the Intern Training Program at Language Link (yawn). Sure it's fun to have something to do, but I'd rather just bum around Moscow with all of the other interns. Moral of the story though, Language Link teaches British English. I speak American English, as do the majority of the interns. "What's the problem Kyle? British and American English are the same, all except for the funny accent." WELL THEY'RE NOT! There are some many different was Americans and Brits use tenses, verbs, and other parts of speech. It's like British English is an alien language. Oh and the Brits spell things weird...There is no "U" in the word COLOR!

 Today was also the day of training where I had to give a mini 15 minute lesson to "Elementary" level students (the students were played by the interns in my group). EFL and Social Studies...you'd figure teaching them would be somewhat similar...it isn't apparently. Well there's some obvious differences, and some things carry over...such as being comfortable in front of a class, and classroom management. The "Teacher-Trainers" want to keep "Teacher Talking Time" or "TTT" to a minimum. That means eliminate narrating what you are doing, example: "Alright class, I'm going to write this on the board and I want you to copy it down." Totally unacceptable for EFL. I'm supposed to just say "Copy this" and then proceed to write. 

I had a unique review of my lesson today, I was intimidating to my students. I treated this mock class as a class I was familiar with and was familiar with me, but that came off as intimidating. There are clear ways to communicate with a brand new class versus a class that you have a fantastic rapport with. For instance, I gave instructions for students to talk to their partner, and after 7 seconds no one was talking...So I clapped and said "I don't hear anyone talking yet!" It wasn't said in a mean way, or even yelled...it was just said sharply, to get the students going, and you know what? It worked. Oh well, I guess if the "Teacher-Trainers" had told me this was my first day or even week with the class, I would have done that differently...but no, it was just a way for them to Nit-Pick.

4) Expect anything in Russia: Nata isn't overly fond of sharing her internet, I bet she would be if I made a big deal of it. Instead of going that route, I figured I could spend some money and get a wireless 3G card for my laptop. I had heard they were about $30 for the card and then another $30/month for mediocre internet. Well, after beers with the other interns and with some help, I went to look at buying a 3G card. I was expecting to pay about 1750ryb for it. Well turns out, it was 750ryb ($25) for the 3G card...I was about right on the price there. BUT! The card came with 2 Free months of unlimited internet, and each month thereafter was 350ryb (about $12). You might think that internet this cheap would be terrible...I mean it costs about as much as dial-up in the US. Road Runner's standard speed is 7mb/s, the 3G I got with MTS has a speed of 7.2mb/s. So the internet I got is actually faster than Road Runner, can go anywhere in Moscow, and costs $12/month whereas RR is $30. I don't get it either.

Now on to coffee, all coffee in Moscow it would seem is espresso. Now espresso isn't bad, however there is something magical about a huge cup of American drip coffee. I haven't found it, and I don't expect to. The best substitute I could find, are these little 3 in 1 packs of instant coffee, sugar, and creamer...just add water.


That's my rant for today, sorry there's no pictures.

Monday, August 8, 2011

Red Square and Starting to Beat the Culture Shock

Yesterday was a big day for me, not only did I get to go sight-seeing, but I also got to meet all of the other interns and a few of the Language Link teachers. Being around other people that speak English and that are in the same boat as me, was a huge boost to me and made me feel much better about my situation...more importantly it alleviated some of my home sickness. It makes me excited to start training tomorrow, so I can A) have something to do and B) Not being alone in the apartment all day.

Before I get into talking about how awesome Red Square is, and how party crazy Moscow is. I finally went grocery shopping. I'd been putting it off for 3 days, and tonight I finally manned up and went to the supermarket, frankly grocery shopping deserves its own post but I don't want to write two posts today. Moral of the story: I'm thrilled that Russia has a taste for Nestle and Dannon. They have all sorts of Nesquik things, such as cereal (which I bought), chocolate dipped blonde sandwich cookies, and ice cream. Dannon of course is all yogurt, but there are some neat flavors like chocolate coconut, and some weird other ones, but it made buying yogurt easy. I bought a small loaf of bread for 18 rubles, which is basically 65 cents. It's easily some of the best tasting bread I've ever had. The milk however comes in cardboard boxes that are just stacked in the middle of the aisle. Oh and I bought a Pepsi, that was probably the highlight of my day, having something that "American" just totally did it for me.

Alright, Red Square: Two other interns and I met at Plushad Revolutsii, which is a ridiculous station, it's filled with all of these awesome bronze statues:


 whenever people walked by the dogs, they would rub its nose...

I think there's something like 32 statues, but only 8 different types, there's a lot of repeats. The metro in Moscow is really a work of art, I'll put all of my pictures on Facebook from Red Square and Revolutsii.

Well I put all of the pictures on Facebook for you lovely individuals to enjoy.

So Saturday with all of the Interns we went to a "cafeteria style restaurant", and I went again today for lunch...fail. For $10 I'd expect to the food to at least be better than Micky D's. When we left the restaurant today after lunch we ran into some interns that had gotten these awesome sandwiches from a street car for 25 Rubles...less than a dollar.

Back to Saturday though, after 5 hours at Vokzal we all went to an apartment to continue festivizing til about 4am. At 4am, it was decided that the plan of action should be to go clubbing. So what do you do in Moscow, when the Metro is closed and you want to go somewhere? Take a Gypsy cab. I couldn't get any pictures of it, but let me assure you, it was as sketchy as you'd believe. The 18 of us took a caravan of Gypsy cabs across the city for the lump some of about $3.50/person, or $14/cab. To those of you who don't know what a Gypsy cab is, it's just a regular guy who picks people up, and for a negotiated price drives you somewhere. The "cab we were in must've been 30 years old, with not seat belts in the back. I wasn't overly worried until I noticed the driver buckled up...when a Russian where's a seat belt, you know it's bad news. It wasn't though, we arrived at the club as a group, and hung out there until last call, which in Russia is about 6:30 when the Militzia come in.

I had had huge plans for being a tourist on Sunday, and seeing the Redbull Flugtag, but getting home at 7:30 killed that dream. I think all of us that went out slept until 5. I'm glad for the first time ever that last call in Portland is at 12:45.