Belső útkeresésem fizikai manifesztációja: EVS Szovátán

The physical manifestation of searching my way: EVS at Sovata

JANUARY

As I mentioned in the previous post, January arrived as a big punch in my face, or would rather say in my stomack…

Since I planned to spend New Years Eve somewhere in Transylvania, I got on the bus in the evening of the 30th of December. Everything went well for a few hours, but somehow I started to feel sick. I thought probably I am hungry, so ate a bit and were waiting. Unfortunately when we reached the halfway point I felt I can not make it threw the way - cause of diarrhea and heavy feeling of puking. I asked the driver to let me stay at that station – planned to sleep in one of the motels no matter what – but he convinced me to go on by bus (cause tomorrow wouldn't be any), and promised me he will stop any time I need to… I’m not sure if he regreted it or not, but we continued and stopped 6 times in the next 5 hours… I won’t go into details but this was one of my hardest nights ever…

On the next day after many hours of sleeping I was finally able to go to the nearest shop and brought some potatoes to boil, and later on my coordinator got me coke and salty sticks too. Thus, this was the farewell menu and pijamas was my party clothes meanwhile New Years Eve passed me by… No need to say at midnight I was on the phone with Mom, crying about how miserable I am…

As unexpectedly the sickness came, it went by the same way, so on the 2nd of January I joined my colleagues at the first ski camp.

Hmm… how can I describe a skicamp? It was tons of fun and struggle...and fun :D Since I hardy know how to ski, during the skicamps my task was mostly to got dressed the kids in the morning before departure, to check if they have everything, to accompany them to the toilet, to give them all my tissues, to count them on the slope and all their belongings in the hütte during the breaks, and to try not to go crazy in the meantime :D
But even if it was reeeeaaally tiring, and we were exhausted, we had great fun with the colleagues, and I really appreciated the beautiful view of the landscape each and every day on the way to the slopes.

In between the camps there was a nice adventure as a pause from the madness. A Youth exchange called Changemakers where I was the project assistant and a participant in one – luckily. With other 18 fortunate ones from different countries, we spent 10 days together where we overcame our limits, faced with a lot of challenges meanwhile learned about each other, each-others organisation, the method of experiential learning and about ourselves. We had some cultural events, survived a 2,5 day snow shoe expedition, built two beautiful perfect igloos, held some activities and workshops, and (some of us) slept out in the (antinuclear shelter :D) hay yurt. And on the last days as a goal of the program all the nationalities planned their own projects in order to implement them later to become real change-makers.
With some of the participants -we didn’t know it that time of course -it was not the last time when we have seen each other…

Of course it was me, Viki, so to keep the frame of the month, I ended up horribly sick after the Changemakers. With a combo of tonsillitis, phneumonia and many medicines, and spent my only free 7 days in the whole January and February in bed… yes. that's as Marie says - unfortunate. :D