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..Romania doesn’t even have such a high rate of criminality. but has a high rate of negativism

21 Oct

I’ve always told myself that i wouldn’t talk about Romanians, i should refrain from this discussion. About Romania yes, but about Romanians – no, words written don’t explore the whole idea of being a Romanian and i think that foreigners don’t understand us completely and they only pick up some cliches. Even me, when i’m asked about my people i don’t know exactly if i should give the official statement (hospitality, simple people..) or try to explain and maybe even justify some facts. when i’m asked to talk about Romanians i surprise myself with using very strong words, very decisive and explicit, like an attorney in court, who says his final pleading.

I think that (from the countries that I’ve visited and many people of different nationalities that I’ve talked to) Romanians are among the most difficult nationality to discover, to understand and explain.  And i’m not referring to culture or education facts, i’m talking about character, fears, strengths, mentality and communist inheritance and the experiences lived for more than 20 years now that changed us and influenced our future selves.

So, i guess that before stupid logos, tv commercials, cheap outdoors, ordinary slogans, expensive and controversial campaigns for Romania, a national brand should be created and promoted by its people, citizens and we first have to decide how we think about us, take a moment and reflect on how we would describe ourselves.

Is it hospitality that defines us? Yeah ..right. where is this hospitality, cause it’s a concept so old and rooted that it has almost lost it’s value and significance somewhere along the way!? I guess we don’t mean couchsurfing or other ways to accommodate tourists or when we have opportunities to accept guests. Maybe we see this hospitality in the countryside, at simple and humble people. But in urban areas, i don’t see this as a trademark, even if my team an I conducted an entire campaign strategy based on Romanian hospitality (funny one though, much exaggerated) at Communication Olympics  to stimulate tourists in Scandinavia to come to Romania . Maybe i will later edit here. but it was under the laws of advertising..a sort of poetical license. 🙂

friendly – yeah right here also. cause we always shake hands or what? i read a study somewhere that says Americans are shocked when they come to Romania and see that we shake hands for almost any reason. We are friendly only when we want. we first are judgemental and then friendly, only if the other person suits our expectations. We are not used to take a person as he is and learn something from every experience, not all of us at least. I see this only happening among the young generation, that has encountered many types of characters while traveling abroad. But most Romanians still think in stereotypes and are under the influence of communist inheritance.

beautiful girls, cheap booze, great clubbing – got that right. :)) or maybe is the cheap booze that influences the other two ?:))) sarcasm noted here

hard working – hard working or hardly working?! hard working is a concept related and used together with the hospitality issue in general. maybe we are hard workers, putting in more sweat than inspiration in finding and cultivating favorable contexts. I also think that Romanians are very flexible and adaptable to every situation.

communist inheritance and the experience of 20 years consumer society – from many bad heritages (from behavior point of view) inherited i want to talk about fear and distrust. We fund ourselves raised (as a nation) to always look around us, always second guess  others, always having a kind of inferior attitude or building an overprotective shield. I always surprise myself looking at people getting in the public transport in order to catch their distrustful and query eyes looking for any sign of territorial interruption from behalf of others around them. they keep their purses close and tight in front of themselves. Take the daily example of me: i’m always looking around when i step off the car, open the trunk or smth, always with the fear that somebody might see what’s inside and smash my car afterwords. This ..situation really happened to a close friend a couple of weeks ago in the overrated – Historical Center of Bucharest. That’s sick! i kept in mind that this could happen, but i didn’t take it for serious consideration actually..until really happened.

What is normal for us (to be careful that something bad could happen) is very abnormal to foreigners that don’t even take into consideration this probability. Two years ago in Switzerland there was a store with all kinds of holiday decorations for outdoors. The store was closed, but boxes with decorations sticking out were kept outside, during the night. for many nights.

And nobody was stressed out cause of that, nothing was stolen and i was wow-ed by “their normality”. cause in “my normality” the boxes outside (even locked) weren’t to be left outside from the very beginning… and that’s only an example. there are many like this. i am completely mystified by the gap in attitude, the difference positive thinking and lack of negative experience are doing!!

not to mention that Romania doesn’t even have such a high rate of criminality. but has a high rate of negativism, misdirected protection and baggage of experiences that spoke for themselves and speak even now.

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And I was thinking to myself this could be heaven or this could be hell…

7 Oct

Many times I wondered if I’m better off leaving .ro. Don’t know exactly why, just because.
Every time seems to be another reason (mentalities are different and free, people are having fun without any prejudice, know the world, escape the reality from here, run away from responsibility as I understand it here, live my youth more uninhibited, be capable on my own, get into contact with people from all around the world, face another challenge, just be with myself, try to accomplish smth somewhere else bla bla).

It’s not that I don’t have a great life here, that I don’t manage with money, or that t don’t have anything left here or despise smth. Always, but always, when I go on holidays i have the feeling that I’m better suited to live somewhere else but in Romania no. You might say that holidays are holidays and the time is spent is relaxing, etc.

The idea of holiday is more “easy” and you get to know people more shallow and superficially, always kind, funny and the situation changes if you know them better and live amongst them, in good or bad times (God, NOT referring to the marriage stuff). Everyone is different and if you accept that, I think you are ready to live anywhere else.
It’s true that if I leave I’ll miss my family and friends really badly, but if you are certain that this is for you, you’ll try to make the best of it, your family and friends supporting on the side.

My “problem” is that I feel like I’m better off shifting my life as I know it till now (I’ve made the best from my life: family, funsies, friends, adventure, trips, work..) and try to go as I please, to earn life experience, be independent and spontaneous.

Even if I am convinced that I’m not missing smth really now, but I still need to find THAT smth else “out there”. I miss the control over my life I think. Still…“this could be heaven, this could be hell”…
Romanians judge the people all around them, relationships and connections they have are not important. We judge from how others are dressed, where they work, how much they earn, who they are with, what their friends are, what clubs they frequent to the extend of what they do, how they act. Everyone is under intense scrutiny and judgment. If we don’t act and be as they expect us to be, preconception and labeling soon follow.

I have to admit that I feel determined but I’m aware that this decision requires a lot of thinking and I made an exercise: why would I be afraid of going? I realized that I’ve some “points” to clear out for myself and check them out,…like:

– What if I get distant to the persons that really matter for me and who are here. Not talking about Twitter, Facebook, the blog and so on.. I mean the real interaction and support when I’m down, when I miss my family, friends, all the nice stuff (hanging out, family dinners, etc..);
– Afraid of not taking the right decision to be on my own in a foreign country
– Afraid that this decision could be based more on some other reasons like stubbornness and running away than rational thinking;

– What if I don’t manage to get on own there. Maybe I’m unlucky, maybe all will be very competitive, maybe I don’t find the things I need. It’s not like I’m under the impression that everything will be honey there..but still;

– Afraid of change. All the day-to-day stuff that I know now, will change;
– Afraid of starting over in some way. With a master, internship probably and then job hunting if I want to stay some more …

(to be continued I think..)

Sibiu-Capitala Distractiei de Weekend

14 May

Reteta pentru un weekend fabulos departe de casa:

Se iau doua prietene cu spirit de aventura, o masina, libertate si chef extraordinar de distractie si nebunii. Mai complicat cu drumul, ne-am oprit la PitStopuri la Brasov si Fagaras (bunicii Ruxandrei) pentru fripturi si sarmale. Drum foarte prost de la Brasov pana la Sibiu – e in lucru si sunt semafoare, am mai prins si grindina. Dar mi-a placut sa conduc altceva decat Bondocul meu si sa pot sa apas ca lumea cu piciorul pe acceleratie. Vrrrumm!!

Se condimenteaza cu o plecare la Sibiu si bani seriosi de cheltuiala. Sibiu e un fel de “Mamaia a Ardealului”. Ciorba de exemplu e 8-9 ron. O noapte la Old Town Hostel e 45 ron/noapte/pers si sunt cam vreo 5-7 paturi in camera. Noi am platit la pensiune 85 ron/camera/noapte ceea ce e foarte bine. E adevarat, nu era chiar in buricul targului, dar aproape de centru. Numai ca noua ni se parea mereu departe ca mereu ne rataceam pe stradute cu masina. DA, deci clar vreau un GPS de ziua mea :)) PS: Am facut atatea nereguli de circulatie ca nu nimeream straduta care trebuia! Apoi am mers perpedes si din cauza grijilor cu parcarea si stradutelor lor care, nu aveau placutele cu numele la inceputul strazii, ci pe la mijloc:)) Dar a fost fun, ca am vazut si alte parti ale Sibiului fara sa vrem chiar.

Se asezoneaza cu iesit din terasa in terasa, din straduta in straduta, din club in club, din turn in turn. Nici nu am ajuns bine vineri, ne-am cazat si am plecat la colindat. Nu va recomand restaurantul/bar/terasa de langa Hostelul Old Town din Piata Mica. Ciorba de vacuta vedeai prin ea si nu era gustoasa, iar tochitura nici atat. Dar am mancat ca ne era foame. In schimb, am mancat excelent la Pivnita cu Vinuri, la Pasajul Scarilor. Un restaurant foarte intim si micut, cu specific german/austriac. Gulas de nota 10 si musaca. Si suc de mere cu apa minerala la carafa. Zuper. Meniul nu e foarte mare, dar mai bine putin si foarte bun. Am vizitat tot ce se putea, imi pare rau totusi ca nu am ajuns la Muzeul Astra. Dar cel mai mult am vizitat bancile din Piata Mare duminica, ne-am incarcat cu soare, poze si voie buna! Nu ne mai venea sa plecam. Admiram lumea, pasarile, fantana, cladirile. Palatul Brukenthal nu m-a impresionat mai deloc. Colectia de picturi e frumoasa, dar cam plictisitoare. Ori eram noi prea obosite. Trebuie vizitat neparat turnul de la Biserica Evanghelista! Foarte multe scari de urcat, peisaj ca din “Indiana Jones”! :)) Cand ajungi sus, vezi Sibiul in toate directiile. E mult curent, dar ies niste poze super. Club de “vizitat”: Chill Out. Hai si Liquid. Chill Out e in Piata Mica, langa Old Town Hostel. E in acelasi lant cu Studio Martin si Kudos. Asta ca sa se inteleaga specificul. Nu o sa prea vezi cefosi si burtosi cu ochelari D&G si lanturi la gat. Oameni faini, preturi ok. Vineri am fost acolo la Raresh care a umplut clubul. Intrarea de obicei e 10 ron. Sambata am revenit pentru party Dresscode Red, povestesc mai jos. Warm-up aici, mai ales cand te imprietenesti cu barmanul si un pic cu managerul :)) Apoi am plecat in gasca cu niste belgieni faini in Liquid. Un club fitos de care mai auzisem. Muzica si oamenii nu se pot compara cu Chill Out, dar a fost ok, destul de fun. Hore si latino remixate, muzica extrem de comerciala. Bine ca nu eram singure. Multi tarani, dar noi ne-am distrat in gasca :))

Se amesteca bine cu un pic de shopping. Nu ne-am putut abtine, evident. Am avut ca scuza petrecerea din Chill Out de sambata noaptea, care avea Dresscode Red. Urasc culoarea asta, dar am descoperit ca imi venea chiar bine. Logic ca nu aveam nimic in bagaje rosu, asa ca am plecat la vanatoare:)) Rezultat: bluza rosie funky de la Fox si pantofi Fly London din Outlet1 (Promenada Mall)!! Definetely a place to visit! Preturi ok la incaltaminte si foarte misto modelele. funky asa. Dar la haine nu pot sa spun acelasi lucru. Evident, mi-am cumparat si niste cercei, doar nu ratam asa ocazie. Si eu si Ruxi. Cercei “de Sibiu”. In schimb, am ratat sa-mi cumpat magneti de frigider, sa-i pun la colectie. Data viitoare 🙂

Se ornamenteaza cu un barman de treaba, bauturi pe moca, gasca de turisti straini si dans pana la 7 dimineata. Oare cum sa nu se imprieteneasca lumea cu 2 tipe misto, destepte, fara fite si departe de casa? 🙂 In Chill out am cunoscut si o gasca de belgieni foarte misto, veniti in vacanta in Romania. Fusesera in Retezat si apoi la Sibiu. A fost asa, o indragosteala “permanenta” de 3 zile: de oras, de distractie, de Chill Out, de dans 🙂 Ne-am simtit super bine, somn doar vreo 4 ore in 3 zile! asta spune tot!

Se pune la copt intr-o pensiune draguta, destul de ieftina si cu nume de motel dubios “Emigrantul”. Pensiunea e pe Calea Cisnadiei, e mare, cu un corp de cladire mai veche si unul nou, inclusiv cu piscina. Care la vara ii dau drumul, dar e foarte bine de stiut. Sunt multe camere, destul de ieftine. Camere de 2 paturi la 85 si 120 ron. Loc bun de venit in gasca si nu numai. E curatel si ingrijit. Nume de motel dubios, de pe marginea soselei, dar in realitate e chiar ok. Mai ales cat am stat noi “in casa”. 🙂 In plus, daca nu vreti sa mergeti mult pana la un club, peste drum de pensiune este “Club Gaudi”. Pare de fite. Dar era prea usor pentru noi de ajuns la el, noi trebuia sa simtim ca plecam si ca ne si ratacim:))

Se lasa in cuptor 3 zile la foc intens si se indulceste dupa gust cu somn in Bucuresti. Inapoi in Bucuresti. Ma simt altfel, incarcata cu energie pozitiva, incredere si ganduri noi de “duca”! 🙂

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