Sun and Sand Meetpoint

Sun, sand, volleyball net…

What else do you need for having a wonderful day on the beach with nice people?!

Oh yeah, maybe barbeque, as well.

The hard-working and sporty boys from the Vierslag left earlier than anyone else to set up the volleyball field on the small beach of Geersdijk.    

By the way, just a day before this, two of our guys, Jonas and Paul, won the first prize in soccer competition in Rilland. There were 6 teams playing, adults and children together. Soon after they started, we knew that our boys would rock, and they did. Mostly likely, because they had the most wonderful cheerleaders on the bench. They got chocolate medals as a reward, and they haven’t eaten them, yet :)

Back to the beach!

By the time everybody arrived, the boys had  already prepared everything and made the fire for the BBQ. We started playing and it became obvious that wherever Diego was playing, his team was winning. We tried to change members, added extra members to the other team, nothing worked. His team was still winning. But that’s not important, we laughed a lot and had a wonderful time. Running after the ball to prevent its falling into the water, getting wet when bringing the ball from the water…  Sand in your hair, sand in your clothes, the real feeling of summer and it’s not even summer yet.

BBQ masters Hadi, Jonas and Matt fed the hungry “crowd” with yummy hamburgers, hotdogs and  fries. After eating there was no way to go back playing, all we wanted to do was to lie in the sun and enjoy the mild breeze.

This was not the end of getting wet and summer spirit. As we  forgot to use our water balloons on the beach, we used them during the meetpoint. Luckily not inside, but outside :)

We all finally had our so long desired piece of summer which we call a meetpoint!

Pirate Ship Found!!!

So it’s my turn to write something and I have been waiting for this moment for so long because I have so much to share with you, guys. So let’s start with the most recent news! Beach sand and Jack Sparrow ship was discovered by the dream team! BBQ party with few beers, later a German game, which was not just digging some holes on the beach. Actually Jonas prepared that game for three hours cutting some wood in our green garden, but nobody knew what he was doing!! He kept it a surprise! And it was good actually, we divided into two teams and we started playing somehow and we never finished it! The weather was so awesome, the light was so soft and you could look into the sun’s eyes! And when the sun was no longer with us, we decided that we need to make a bonfire. So the boys went to find some wood and I stayed with the girls “to protect them". Well, not really, they didn't need my protection. I stayed just because I had an accident with a horse a few days before and I couldn’t work with my hands. I had few cuts on my fingers! Don't worry, I’ll survive! So here is how it happened. It happened in Noord Beverland when Matt, Elisa and I went there by our famous red car (believe it or not, it is famous over there). So in the beginning we went to watch a football match. There were school teams from Goes and Noord Beverland playing against each other. We watched a part of it and then we started looking for ourselves in the field. So we found one redhead, and obviously it was Matt, then we found one with glasses which was Attila. But i can't tell you how we found me or the other girls because I don't want them to kill me. But I can tell you that one was running funny, and another one was touching his hair very often, and one was black, and another one was shouting all the time. Now you can run your imagination... After that we went to meet Robert for a small talk. I had espresso and it was really strong as I like it! Matt and Elisa both had cappuccino. After that we went to Marko’s and Martina’s farm. I was so excited to show the horses and the cows and the German shepherd dog to Elisa (well, at least they have something in common). So we went through the farm to the backyard where the horses’ big yard is and there my accident happened. So I was holding one of the horses, the Arabic one! She is the youngest horse in the farm and the most playful one. Her name is Jessie, she is brown but she has a very long black and beautiful tale. So as I said before I was holding her with a rope and all of the sudden she ran away. So I got few cuts on my fingers, and after that Elisa and I went back to the Vierslag, but on the way we stopped for ice cream in McDonalds...

Potatoes in the Air

First of all, apologies for the lateness of our second post, it has been a hectic few weeks of preparation for our first Heritage Hunt in Antwerp. We’ve had many things to keep us busy in the last 3 months but this was the first big event that me and the other members of The “Dream Team” have had to organise. What is it you may be wondering? I like to think of this as our version of a guided city tour just with a fancier name. But as the name suggests, it is a quest of a city, delving into various stories of the past. With Antwerp, we focused on the theme of the word, the poor, culture and heritage. The places we visited held some significance of Antwerp’s past in one of these themes. For example, the Grote Markt (Grand Market) holds the Town Hall and the Brabo statue which is very important historically, where the Rubenshuis plays a
great significance culturally.

Second item on the agenda, we should all get better acquainted. If you’ve read our last post, made by the lovely Assgthiek, I’m sure you would now have a pretty good idea of who we are and what we do, right? Anyhow, I’m Paul, one of the 9 interns here at Atlantic Bridge and I will be working along side Asgthike and Hadi, taking you along with us on our journey. Talking about journeys, living in London meant that it was very easy for me to travel here, although even with the short distance there’s nothing easy about living in another country, especially for such a long duration. It’s not so much the culture shock as most people would assume with travelling or living in overseas that I find difficult, definitely not for my case as I can say that I have not felt a culture shock. It does help that everybody here speaks English and also the fact that I’m living with a group of other internationals, so I suppose in away the culture doesn’t really creep in as much as if say, you were to live in Dutch family and speaking (or trying to speak) Dutch only, and eating Dutch food. Having said this I have learned so much about the culture already and it was a good surprise to discover that my perceptions of the Dutch were way off. In all fairness, it has been a smooth transition to come here, although I will never get used to living somewhere with only 4000 population and of course, the lingering smell of potatoes in the air, but hey, how else would you know you’re home!

From bike crashes to piano lessons

It has been only two months that the nine of us moved in De Vierslag and we already feel at home here. So many things have happened during these last two months that it is hard to choose which one to share.

Hi, let’s get to know each other. My name is Astghik, but some of the other volunteers find my name hard to pronounce, so they call me Armenia and I don’t mind it at all. As you can guess I come from Armenia.  For the coming 8 months I, Paul and Hadi will be taking you along our journey in the Netherlands. Why the three of us? Because we are the members of the promotion team of the Atlantic Bridge. Paul is from London, England and he studies in Oxford. At the moment he is gone for jogging as it is his New Year’s resolution. And Hadi is back to Israel for couple of weeks. That’s why I’m the first one to write our blog. And actually they expect me to write it well, because I have worked in a magazine an editor, but it is my first time writing about my life experiences instead of Hollywood celebrities and fashion. As you read along, we will introduce ourselves and the others.

When I found out that I was coming to the Netherlands, I kind of panicked, because maybe it is embarrassing to say but I didn’t know how to ride a bicycle. So the first thing I did to get prepared for my journey was to ask some of my friends to teach me to cycle. But still I was not very good at it, when I got here, and the first month was full of bicycle accidents and I was always involved in them. That was the main difference of the lifestyle between here and Armenia.

The next big change was to come to live in such a small village from the capital of Armenia. Sometimes I feel like me and the other volunteers are the only citizens of this village because it is so quiet. But eventually I started liking it. I love living with the others in the same house, they really became a big part of my life. We were here for only one and a half month, and then we had two weeks of Christmas holidays. Some went home, some went to travel in different parts of Europe, I myself went to travel in Germany, and during this time I realized that I miss these guys even more than I miss my friends back home.

De Vierslag is a like a world house and we created our own world in it, sharing everyday life with each other. Sometimes we realize that we have done nothing but studying Dutch, watching movies, chatting and cooking together during the previous few days. We have already celebrated two birthdays together and the third one is Diego’s. Diego lives in Canary Islands, Spain, and I wish the Netherlands had the same weather. The thing is that when we were sharing the dates of our birth during the first week, we realized that he is the only one that didn’t have his birthday during these ten months, so we chose to celebrate his fake birthday in February as we had none in that month.

Now I need to go to my second piano lesson, I actually started learning it here. Matt, my teacher, is a music teacher from Canada living with us in De Vierslag. He is an intern in Atlantic Bridge unlike the other 8 of us being EVS volunteers. And he volunteers to teach me to play the piano. Hope to share more stories with you soon.