ДЖош = Джордж

The title reads Josh = George.  Here in Russia, I have been called George several times by Russians, and correcting them does not change anything.  It's quite the interesting experience.  Even in Turkey, I had someone think my name was George.  Well anyway, I haven't posted in a long time, so expect two or three posts (including this one) back to back in quick succession.

First off, Russian women are crazy.  The temperature can be in the 10's, and you can still see them wearing dresses.  The first time I saw this I was shocked because I was wearing Under Armour tights and jeans and my legs were still freezing.  Second, they love to wear heels all the time.  It doesn't matter that the sidewalks are covered in ice and snow.  All of the Americans are slipping and sliding wearing regular tennis shoes while the Russian women don't even have the slightest trouble walking.  These are just two things that have stuck out to me and several other people.

Next, I can't remember if I mentioned this already or not, but I stumbled upon an election protest one day.  I was with two of my roommates going down to Nevsky Prospect (pretty much the main place to be).  As soon as we walked out of the metro, there were two rows of people locking arms and chanting.  The only words that I understood as we were quickly rushing away were "We know...."  The thing with Russian protests is that the police lock arms and make a circle and arrest everyone that is in the circle whether you are just an innocent bystander or not.  This protest was only small, but there were about 7 or 8 police vans that they fill with the people they arrest and many police officers.  I can only imagine that that protest was going to get larger.  However, the protests over the election died down quickly after the presidential elections, and they are more or less unheard of now.  It was interesting to witness and I wish I could have stayed longer and watched, but between AIFS' and the U.S. Embassy's warnings, it was probably best to get out of that area as quickly as possible.  Also, Nevsky was rather smokey on that day which is unusual for afternoon, so I can only suspect that flares were being used in the protest.

To rally off of the protest flares, I attended another FC Zenit game a couple of weeks back.  It was getting late in the game and Zenit was down 1-0.  Then Zenit tied it up and someone close to where we were in the stands lit a flare.  The police next to the field started filming to have proof and to help identify the flare lighter ( I can only suspect), but they guy who lit the flare then proceeded to throw it at the police next to the field.  Bad idea...I think so. Within minutes, he got removed from the stands, but that did not stop other people from lighting flares.  Two more were lit before the game ended.  I have no idea how these guys got flares past three pat down searches.

Smoke from a flare!

Since I am currently drawing a blank, I will talk about what Russia is best know for...alcohol.  Before coming here, I remember being told that Russians love to drink, but you don't truly understand that until you actually come here.  It's not just like one drink.  It is several drinks.  It is illegal to drink alcohol openly in public, but that does not stop the Russians, they will put a can in their hat or any other way they can hide it.  Also, sometimes when I am at the store, Russians will just come in and only buy several bottles of alcohol and that is it.  One time when I was at the store, these two Russian guys had a shopping cart and the entire bottom of the cart with filled with bottles of vodka and beer and they were still shopping for more.  My political science/history professor, who is a former member of the Communist Party, told us a story about the time at the end of the Soviet Union when Gorbachev tried to enact prohibition on Russia.  My teacher said that because the lines at the stores were so long because alcohol was only sold at certain times that people would wait in line for hours.  Now to the actual story which goes something like this...these two guys were waiting in line outside of a store and one guy said, "save my spot because I'll be back" and the other guy asked, 'where are you going?'  The first guy said, "I'm going to kill Gorbachev."  When the first guy finally returned, the second guy asked, 'While did you kill Gorbachev'?  The first guy responded with, "No the line to kill him is longer than this line."  Just a fun little story.

On to my Russian movie theater experience.  I went to see a movie called "August 8th" which is about how Georgia attacked the Russian border.  It was a government produced film to show that Russia was only defending itself and not occupying Georgia.  The movie made me hate Georgians after because the main plot is that this family split up and the son is going to stay with the father who is a Russian soldier while the mother goes on a vacation with her new boyfriend (all this is what I got from the movie without understand the dialog, so I could be wrong), but the father gets killed by a Georgian tank while the son watches and then the mother goes into the middle of the war zone to find her son.  It was a pretty good movie.  Now to discuss Russian movie theaters.  When you buy your ticket, you have to pick your seat at the counter.  Then at the snack bar, you can purchase some cigarettes and beer for the movie.  Drinking and smoking are allowed inside the theater which is strange since smoking and public drinking are banned throughout the U.S.    

Also, if anyone has any hopes of going to Moscow, do not drink the tap water even if the internet says it is okay.  I check about five sites and they all said that the water was safe to drink so I took a little sip.  Worst decision of my life.  The next two hours were met with constant stomach pain.  Let this act as a warning to avoid all of the tap water in Russia.

Also, expect posts about my time in Moscow and Istanbul.  A lot happened in Istanbul, so it should be a good one.

Victory is Always at Hand

On the 15th, I went to the FC Zenit St. Petersburg vs. SL Benfica UEFA Champions League match.  It was my first ever professional soccer game, and I still cannot even believe that I had the opportunity to go to such a huge game.  It was the first time that Zenit has ever advanced to the Round of 16 in UEFA.  After two pat downs, we were about to enter into the stadium and another pat down.  The first two went off without a hitch and were kinda of the lackluster sort, but the third discovered something that the other two did not, my camera inside of my coat.  The cop said something in Russian which caused me to look confused right back at him.  He then proceeded to grab the area of my coat in question which I was still confused and thought he wanted me to zip up a pocket, but I was wrong.  Finally, I realized that he was questioning my camera, but as I pulled my camera out, I also pulled out 3,000 rubles which were in the pocket too.  Upon realizing this, I wondered if there was going to be a "picture taking fee" or if I would be "fined", but the cop just motioned me into the stadium.

Zenit during Warm-up

Part of the UEFA Entrance

Now onto the game.  There were a few early chances for Zenit, but they were unable to capitalize.  However, in the 20th minute, Benfica got a free kick just outside the 18 yard box.  The ensuing kick seemed like it should have been a routine save if the Zenit goalkeeper could have held onto the ball, but he parried it right to a Benfica player who found the back of the net to put Zenit down early.  Only seven minutes later, Zenit struck back with an awesome volley which found the left side panel of the goal (perfect placement).  The stadium blew up in an explosion of cheers.  The game went back and forth with each side having opportunities to go ahead, but none were successful until the 68th minute.  Zenit would again find the back of the net to take a 2-1 advantage going into the waning minutes of the match.  As the 80th minute rolled around, the desire for the game to end could be felt throughout the stadium, but in the 84th minute, Benfica buried the equalizer.  At this point in the match, all seemed lost and that the game would end in a tie.  However, two short minutes later, Zenit would find the game winner.  Everyone around us were yelling and cheering and we were high fiving the Russians behind us and in front of us.  There was almost no doubt that that goal was the game winner.  After about four minutes of added time, the ref finally signaled the end and that Zenit had won the first leg of their round of 16 match-up!

The Final Stats

Also, I have started volunteering at the State Hermitage Museum (the Winter Palace).  My first day was last Tuesday.  It was an uneventful day of entering quantities of artifacts into a computer for the archaeology department.  However, the other three days that I have went, I have been writing identification numbers on artifacts for the archaeology department.   The Hermitage requires a minimum of five hours a week and twenty hours a month.  Also, if we complete sixty hours of service, we get a certificate from the Hermitage stating that we in fact did volunteer for sixty hours.  The staff seems to be very task oriented.  When we go to the Hermitage, we sign in and get the department that we are going to go to and then once we get to the department, we get our task for the day.  We will be given the opportunity to teach English to Russians soon, so I am hoping that that is a more relationship focused environment and less task driven.

I have also tried caviar.  Let's just say that I am not a fan.  As someone else in the program put it, "You know how dead fish smell, yeah, it tastes like that."  That statement is pretty accurate, but I guess it is an acquired taste because several other people were enjoying it.  It leaves a salty, fishy after taste which was the deal breaker on my end.

Last Saturday, we got to go to Yusupov's Palace which is where Rasputin was murdered.  It was an interesting trip.  We got to walk through the palace and see where the conspirators waited for Rasputin.  Also, we got to enter the room where Rasputin was ultimately shot which was pretty cool.  All of the conspirators of Rasputin came from royalty.  Their initial plan was to poison him with cyanide (which was in the food/drinks) failed which led to the shooting of Rasputin.

Rasputin and his killer.

I feel like I am forgetting stuff that has happened, but when/if I remember I will make a post but for now enjoy this picture...

LENIN

Russia's Presidential Election Day is March 4.  Should be interesting.

Going to Istanbul, Turkey for spring break.  I am planning a post about my time there.  Hopefully, it will be a compare and contrast post between the two countries, but that's a hope.

I am getting to the point in Russian to where I can form basic sentences.  Russian grammar has so many cases and rules, and I have only began to scratch the surface of all of these rules.  Hopefully, I will be able to speak before my time here runs out.  I am hoping to start a Russian Club upon returning to Marietta, so if anyone might be interested, keep an eye out for it next semester.

Soccer in Cold Plays You

Today, 30.01.12, was an excellent day for mainly one reason:  I purchased (while had someone else do it for me) a ticket for the UEFA Champions League soccer match between FC Zenit St. Petersburg vs. SL Benfica!  Someone who is doing the year long program has told me that matches are insane and at one game he was at last semester, the stadium got fire from a flare and the game was postponed for 20 minutes.

My Ticket to FC Zenit St. Petersburg vs. SL Benfica!

In less important standing, I had my first Russian class today.  The professor asked us questions in Russian and made us learn by trial and error at first (I forget a lot right now...not good), but toward the end of the class, we got a book and a folder/portfolio thing and we just worked on understanding the Russian alphabet.  The professor is pretty awesome!  Her name is Inga (sp?).  She called me a serious American and kept using the word president and me in the same sentence...I was flattered.  Tomorrow, we start our elective courses which are once a week for an hour and a half.  However, our Russian courses are Monday-Thursday from 10:00am-1:15pm with a 15 minute break.  That's gonna be a lot of Russian!

Also, today, we took the metro downtown as a way for us to get familiar with it.  This led to more walking in the cold and body parts going numb.  On the return trip, there was four of us waiting for the metro, but right as we were getting to the door, it shut leaving me and my roommate outside while the other two made it on the metro (another person almost got shut in the doors).  Luckily, we were only taking the green line for one stop before we were going to cross over to the red line so not too much damage was done.  Fun Fact:  The escalators in the Metro are incredibly long and steep.  It literally takes about 5-7 minutes to go down or up on them. On the way down, Some Russians run down the left side so you have to stand on the right or you will get ran over.  Fun Fact #2:  The Metros during the Cold War doubled as fallout shelters.  In case there is a nuclear explosion, do not worry because I am like a 5-10 minute run/walk from the nearest Metro station.

That is all for today!  I just wanted to post that I'm going to an UEFA Champions League game!

London Becomes Russia

I have finally arrived in St. Petersburg, Russia.  However, I almost did not even make it to the stop over in London.  After arriving in JFK airport, I was told that my departure flight to London would be at gate 7 (or so I thought I heard).  The truth was that my flight was in Terminal 7, Gate 4.  But, another AIFS student and I were waiting in Terminal 8, Gate 7.  We realized this roughly thirty minutes before the flight to London was about to depart.  This led to a mad dash through JFK and rushing through airport security.  Before boarding the plane, we were informed that we were indeed the last to board the plane.  This provided some excitement and uncertainty to a trip to a country with plenty of uncertainty for someone who does not know the language.

I arrived in London at about 6:30am (London Time...no idea what time zone).  Once we located our driver (easier said than done) around 7:15am, we did not arrive at the hotel (Lancaster Gate Hotel) until close to 9:00am.  Traffic on the interest was fairly bad, but a motorcycle is the way to travel.  They get to weave in and out of the traffic which I can only image would save massive amounts of time.  However, my driver decided it would be quicker to get off the interstate and take city streets.  This did not work.  He completely ignored the GPS and took his own routes that involved narrow streets and plenty of near miss wrecks.  Once we arrived at the hotel, we met a Welshman named Adrienne (no idea how to spell Adrienne for a man's name and the only reason I remember his name is because of Rocky) who handed us a map and an "idiot card" (a card with a list of contact numbers) and sent us on our way to explore.   The members of the program split up into two groups: sightseeing and food...I was a member of the food group.  After about 45mins of lost wondering and trying to gain our barrings, we decided on a sketchy looking shop because of a fish and chips sign in the window.  After eating came more aimless wondering and going back to the hotel to ask Adrienne for directions or stuff to go see.  For such an important city, one would think London would have access to WiFi across the city...dead wrong!  Fourteen pounds later, I had internet access in the hotel for 24 hours...of which I used about 4 or 5 hours worth.

The next day led to a bus tour around London and Westminster (a city inside of London...confusing).  After the tour ended, we were given the opportunity to see Chicago at a theater or wonder around London for the rest of the day...I chose to wonder.  This wondering led to eating chips (fries for all you non-British speaking folks) at a pub called the Lamb and Flag and a quick discussion on politics and the impact the Olympics will have on London with some fellow study abroaders and Adrienne.  We then proceeded to make our way to a free art museum which was followed by a ride on the tubes back to the hotel.  Up bright and early at 5am, we prepared for the flight that would take us to St. Petersburg.  Again, the airport left us with suspense by not posting our gate until 30mins before the gate for the flight closed.

Before even landing in St. Petersburg, I had an issue already...I filled out my migration card with the wrong visa number!  This may have led to me being yelled at in Russian (which I wouldn't have understood) and having to fill out a new one or being searched or worse.  So I just filled out a new one to avoid the demoralizing yelling or worse.  Once I filled the card out correctly and was waiting in the "Passport Check" line, a lady who checks Russian passports comes out of here work stand and starts speaking Russian to me and gesturing for me to come to the Russian Federation passport line (so confused/scared).  Having watched fellow members have to remove glasses and hand over boarding passes, I prepared myself for the worst, but it never came.  I handed over my passport, migration card, and boarding pass.  The boarding pass was instantly pushed back to me and my passport and migration card were stamped instantly following without even a glance to make sure I looked like my passport picture.  From there on, it was smoothing sailing finding the AIFS representative.  After, I finally got my first glance of Russia and a feel for the weather...the glace was of towering smoke stakes bellowing smoke into the sky (below) and the feel for the weather was the inside of my nostrils freezing in seconds.  After an hour bus ride to the dorm, we began to unpack and had our first session of the orientation meetings.  In my room suite (4 people, a bathroom, and kinda a kitchen), I am the only person that does not have an actual bed...I have a couch type thing.

No idea on how to move the pictures to match paragraphs, but here are some:

My couch/bed thing

Westminster Abby?  I think

Big Ben - London

Tube sign - London

Tower Bridge - London

Giant Lion picture - London

Smoke Stack (a lot of these) - St. Pete

St. Peter and Paul Cathedral - St. Pete

Nicolas I - St. Pete

Russian and St. Petersburg Flags

Neva River, frozen - St. Pete

Church of the Savior on the Spilled Blood - St. Pete

Today, 29.01.12, we took a bus tour around the city and got out for frequent stops.  Our first stop was St. Peter and Paul Fortress where we were outside touring the fortress for about 45 minutes.  By the end of the tour around the fortress, everyone was losing feeling in parts of their body's such as hands, entire faces, feet, body, pretty much everywhere in less than 1 hour.  Fun fact, we learned today that in St. Petersburg at the St. Peter and Paul Fortress, they shoot cannons off everyday at 12pm as a way to signal the time (The tour guide thought it would be funny to have us in this location at 12pm).  It's an old tradition from Peter the Great himself.  Also, the fortress is not named after Peter the Great (most assume), but after the apostle Peter who Peter the Great believed communicated with him and told him where to build the fortress.  Anyway, point of the story is that it is cold!  This morning it was -8F and warmed up to 5F as the day went on.  We continued the tour, but my enjoyment was cut short from too much bottled water (don't drink the tap...it's not friendly to your insides) and a lack of bathrooms (which aren't free) around the city.  We then had lunch and went to get photos taken for legal documents in case we get stopped by Russian police (more than likely will happen).  This involved more walking in the cold.  Fun fact #3, grocery bags aren't free in Russia.  They ask you if you want a bag and which size (small or large).  Since I don't know any of those words, I just point and touch and hope my message comes across.  One cashier did not seem too happy that a group of Americans chose to check out at his register.  The last of the orientation meetings are over and classes start tomorrow (for us beginners in Russian while others have a placement test).  We will then proceed to depart to downtown St. Petersburg by metro.  I have to ask for a metro pass for a month in Russian too...should be interesting!


до свидания (good bye)

Intro

Hello everyone,

On January 25th, I will begin my long awaited journey to St. Petersburg, Russia.  Before arriving in St. Petersburg, I will be spending about two night in London, England.  This should be a nice segue into St. Pete.  I am looking forward to this semester, but first, how I came to the decision to study abroad in Russia and some of the ideas of what I hope to do during the semester/expectations.

Originally, I decided that I was going to study abroad in Belgium as a way to work on my French.  However, my advisor challenged to reconsider and look for a country that was not much like the United States.  I reopened my options and narrowed the decision down to two countries: Russia and Qatar.  After some thought, I decided that Russia was going to be my destination.  A recent interest in the Russian Tsars and Communism in Russia led me to make my decision along with that Russia was the safer of the two countries.

My expectations are fairly high for semester because this currently seems like a once in a lifetime opportunity.  I never knew that U.S. citizens would have the opportunity to study in Russia, but I guess that is just me being stuck in Cold War way of thinking while the world continues to change.  However, my lack of knowledge of the Russian language is my main concern.  As of right now, I know about four words (Hello, goodbye, yes, and no).  I am planning on using Rosetta Stone during my plane ride to London.

During the trip, AIFS (American Institute for Foreign Study) has excursions planned to the capital of Estonia (3 days) and the capital of Finland (1 day) during the semester.  Also during spring break, I will get to go to Moscow (4 days, I believe) as another excursion.  While in Moscow, we will tour the Kremlin and Lenin’s Mausoleum (Lenin's preserved body is on display).  I am particularly looking forward to visiting Lenin's Mausoleum because it may be a once in a lifetime chance to get to see the body of the man who ultimately led to the rise of Communism in Russia.  Also, it appears that there will be a good amount of free time in Moscow, so this will provide me with an opportunity to explore the city and work on developing my currently nonexistent Russian skills.

As January 25th quickly approaches, it starts to hit me more and more that I will finally be leaving the United States.  I can only begin to think about what this opportunity will provide me with the ability to do that I would never have had the chance to do in the United States.  I will be spending the semester studying at St. Petersburg State Polytechnical University.  The courses that I hope to take are Russian 101, History of Russian Art, From Kievan Rus to the Revolution, and The Communist Phase.  From my lack of understanding of Russian to the courses and excursions, this should make for an interesting semester.