I want to use this entry to write some of the stories that I think have been important or interesting while here in Finland. They aren't necessarily related to each other or even remotely profound in any way but they are all important to me for various reasons.
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My second story is in testament to Indian hospitality. On my first day in Turku, I was beginning the process of furnishing my apartment. My tutor had told me about the Turku Fleamarket Facebook group so I spent a great deal of time obsessing over the posts people put, ready to leap at any offer for things I needed. This was how I came to find a blue chair that a friend of my tutor's was selling. He insisted on carrying the chair for me and when he left, he said I could ask him for help if I needed it. Sure enough, I called him 30 minutes later to help set up my internet. He left with ladoo in his mouth and by giving me an invitation for dinner. That night I ate biryani and raita, made by an Indian couple my chair-selling friend knew. They talked so freely and were so inviting that I forgot that I was in a new place and didn't know anyone. Two weeks later, they invited my friend and I over for homemade jalebi, a sweet that makes all Indians' mouths water, and ended up making us dinner, tea (at my request) and packing parathas for me to take on an upcoming trip. They barely knew me and were already willing to do more for me than even some friends would have done.
Third story: Tango! I thought that swing would be my favorite new dance to learn but it turns out that tango has been much more exciting. I think this largely due to the fact that it is taught entirely in Finnish. Now, if it were any other dance, this would not be too much of a problem. Dancing is learned mostly by watching so a demonstration should be enough to figure out what you’re supposed to do. Tango, though, is not your typical dance. Tango is subtle and all about feeling the minutest of weight changes. In fact, the one phrase of Finnish I’ve learned from the class is paino vaihto or “weight change.” Consequently, the teachers spend a lot of time explaining what is going on, none of which I understand. I’ve decided though that learning tango isn’t as important as immersing myself in Finnish and so far I have learned three words in two classes (halua being the third which means “want”).
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A final note before I go: If you have anything you want to hear about I’m all ears! In fact, ideas would be very much appreciated. Nähdään!
I soooo relate with story 1 and 2! That river and the cathedral were my first port of call; my visit there wasn't in anyway pre-planned BUT it left m with a deep feeling of peace!
ReplyDeleteAnd story 2, funny also that an Indian lady with a very large heart took me in and cared for me like a mother hen; eventually fell in love with chappatti and curry... beautiful experiences you have here Avanti... shalom (peace).
Your words make me feel that I am there, Avanti..
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