domingo, 24 de noviembre de 2013

Things happen (115 days)

When you live in another country everyday you learn something new, because it's not just about the language...It's about the whole culture, and sometimes the way to learn the things it's not the easiest..."Shit happens" and also funny stuff. I'm go to write about some stuff that had happend to me in this 115 days, things that I didn't understand or I did "wrong" with some of them I just laugh really hard and with others I wanted to be burried 10 meters on the ground haha! let's see..

Nordic culture vs Latin american culture
There is no winner! just one loser =/ --> Me and my hundreds mistakes haha! so I'll share them with you and also things that just happen in DK (actually in other places too but it'smore interesting to say it that way )or doesn't happen Chile.

Things that just happen in Denmark

Random: When you are at home or someewhere else little and funny stuff can happen to you. As a exchange student answerd the telephone in my house is something that it's NOT going to happen (at least not yet) and here in Denmark I've noticed that when they answer the phone they say "Hej, (their own name)" the problem with that, is that if you do that in Chile it meas that you are looking for someone "hej,______?" it's like your asking if you are talking with a person with that name, so days  ago my sister called me and said "Hi, Laura" so I just answered "No, Venecia" because I thought it was someone else asking for  her, the stupid part was when I realized that was her on the phone...Thank you thank! I know that I'm sooooo clever #sarcasm 


At the dinner the families sit at the table and they put to food in the middle, so then everyone take a bit and they wait for each other so they all together (at least in my beautiful family :D) so it was my brothers (Laura&Asger) birthday and they say that it was time to eat , I saw the plates, and I just sat in the first chair that I saw, but in that place the plate already have food...
Suddenly the cousin of my my brothers was just standing next to me and the uncle said to me that it was her place...OBVIOUSLY! she went to the kitchen and put the food on her plate and the plate on her place and I was on it! hahaha I felt soooo embarrased, I'm just so used that in Chile my mom put the food on the plates and I just have to sit at the table and wait for it or is already there waiting for me(yummi!) . Another issue that I have with the food here is that I don't know when is a dissert or normal food, or what do I have to put on it, etc, I was with my mum and people from our town eating cake and cookies so there was a white cream and I thought "mmm cream let's put a bit on the cake" but then I taste it and it was really bad so I looked at my mum and someone from the town was saying to her that I put the creme on the cake and not in the weird cookies ...#success Venecia #success
Danes also can be really good at trolling you (or me) here almost everyone speak english, and they are really good at it! one day I needed to go to my classmate's house and I didn't know how to get there, so I start to ask to everyone in the street...Suspiciously everyone said "Sorry I don't speak english" with a beautiful accent ... WHAT? SINCE WHEN? thank you! but a nice girl gave to me a map in the trainstation and that map now is my BFF <3
Danes are the masters when we talk about sarcasm, is their kind of humor, and sometimes is something difficult when you actually don't know them, so one day I used my kind of sarcasm when we went into a restaurant and the owner said that if we didn't buy 8 pizzas (we were 8) we can't sit there ( the place was almost empty) so I said to the waiter ..." oh of course I understand, this place is so full of people that you need the table" (it was clear..pure #sarcasm) but the waiter just said with a big smile " yess exactly thank you" ...OKEY.

My Chilean culture is a big part of me..So obviously I have made things that usually a Dane wouldn't do, it's easy to know that I'm not danish ahhah I'm well known in Chile for say hi to all the people in the streets without knowing them or talking with them in the bus (like ..always) so here I try to don't do it that much, but it's part of me. For example, been on the train and ask a man "hey, I'm curious...What does it means? (his tattos)" or dance in the middle of an important street with a poster of "hug an exchange student" and then see one of your classmates and scream and run because I felt sooo embarrased but after I did all the "show" I went to him  to ask for a hug haha #straight to hollywood Venecia!


When you are an exchange student,you come to learn a new culture, but not exactly to make it yours. 
I love Chile, I love my culture, and I love to be latinamerican :) but also I love all the things that I'm learning here.

I think next time I'm going to write a bit about the school :) 











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