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Showing posts with label Reflections. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Reflections. Show all posts

Monday, March 11, 2013

Here is an article I recently wrote for the study abroad company I traveled through. 

The First Week : 5 Quick Ways to Combat Culture Shock

By Anna Bechtel -  Anna is a GlobaLinks Learning Abroad Alumni Ambassador who completed an international internship in Wellington, New Zealand.

Unlike studying abroad at a university, an internship abroad may jolt you out of your comfort zone a lot quicker than you will expect. For most people, it is being taken out of two major environments at the same time, the home country environment and the university environment. Being one of only two interns at the time in New Zealand, I felt simultaneously grown up and very much alone when I first arrived, not having that instant friend network built into my life that comes from the university. This doesn’t mean those friend networks aren’t there, it just means you have to search a little harder to find them. Here are five quick tips to combat that first week culture shock abroad.

1)      Don’t isolate yourself.  As easy as it may be to just sit in your room as you wait for things to get better, don’t do it. It is critical to get out and interact. Meet new people. The bridging cultures program is great for this, because you will at least have someone else who is going through the same emotional rollercoaster that you are right there next to you, but even after it ends it is important to be out in the community. I went to the public library the couple days before starting my job, there was free internet and an excellent view of the Wellington Harbor, but most importantly there was people abundant and no pretense about fitting in or not.
2)      Establish your familiars. If your mind is like mine, immediately after my orientation ended I went into survival mode. But by locating the grocery store, post office, phone store, and a couple coffee shops I was able to map out my new home and feel more comfortable going out from one place to another, not feeling like a tourist but more like I belonged. Comfort food is a big one for me, so a coffee and kebab (almost like Chipotle… almost) really calmed me down.
3)      Explore! Once getting yourself calm, it’s time to focus all that negative energy into positive by getting out and exploring. Finding all the little nooks and cranies of Wellington city was such an adventure and so easy on foot. It even got me excited about exploring more places further away from my housing complex and I felt more and more confident doing so on my own.
4)      Remember to laugh. The first thing I unpacked when I got to my room was a surge protector to charge my electronics. Upon plugging it in, I immediately shorted out the circuit in my room and fried my cord. The difference is voltage was something I completely forgot to look at, and I just had to laugh and think about what a great story this would be to tell when I get home. Don’t let the little stuff get you down, remember : This is a learning experience J
5)      Plan what’s next. You chose this program for a reason, remember? To get out and try new things!  So get online, ask around, make your to do list and find all those new experiences you want to do. Planning adventures makes the time fly.

As scary as it may be to be alone in a big city, never forget that your family is only a call, text, or email away. Not everything will go perfectly as you plan, but you will certainly have some great stories for when you get back! 

Friday, November 30, 2012

Dockside days and Goodbyes

Well its been long enough of me being back here that I should update about the goodbyes and my last days in the beautiful NZ. Its been difficult to readjust to the time here and I have found myself getting to bed around 3:30 am and up around noon each day. It doesn't help that the days are much shorter here, the sun setting around 5 pm compared to almost 9 in Wellington. As per usual, temporary life change depression is occupying the majority of my days. Being sad from leaving such a wonderful place and a schedule I'd grown to love and being thrown back into a different life at a different time where nothing is clean and organized and I have to stress about it. At least everything is unpacked and sorted now *deep breathes* But mostly I just want to be left alone to think and reflect, or sleep.

Its been so great to catch up with everyone stateside, being able to text again on a touchscreen and not having to scramble for internet at work or the library. Here are some highlights from my last days in Wellington.

UPDATE: I have fixed the google doc link if it was not working before. Also, I got my luggage ^_^


Last week of work, I got a pinwheel.



I had a good list of things I wanted to do before I left and one of those was going up to Mt Vic again for the sunset. Kelly was nice enough to drive me up there so I would not have to walk, She was amazing that we'd picked one of the only non gale wind nights to come up and watch it. It got chilly pretty fast, and even though Wellington sunsets usually aren't the best, it was nice to look out all over the town that I'd spent my last 3 months of life in. Beautiful clouds, but it started to get too dark to see anything or photo pretty quickly.


Thursday night was my goodbye, we all headed to Havana Bar after the meeting, what a cool place, and a great kept secret of Wellington. It was a bit small though for our large group, so we ended up over at Southern Cross again, outdoors with heaters and big booths, can't beat that.




That awkward trying to get the whole table in the shot thing...

Friday afternoon Pania and I decided to do that thing that everyone talks about doing but usually doesn't do, jumping into Wellington Harbor. It was a back and fourth joke that turned into a "you're going to do it? alright. I'm going to do it too!" It was pretty breezy out and we actually had a considerable crowd of tourists interested in what we were doing. I'm sure we'll end up on a whole slew of Chinese vacation albums...


The Warf..






Kelly was nice enough to count us down... and we decided to hold hands so that we both actually jumped, haha. The water was not as cold as I had thought it would be, but immediately a whole bunch of salt went up my nose and mouth and was quite disgusting. We were shivery, but happy. The french boys are next! 

Saturday, all the goodbye photos started. 



Sandra took me to the airport for my flight and Kelly met us there, we hung out in style. The Wellington airport is such a cool place. It was done half vacation like and half middle earth for the Hobbit premiere. 






My last delicious coffee until I can get back... 



A glimpse at the Hobbit plane at Auckland Airport, on its way to London to load up with fans for the premiere.


Annnnnd back at LAX. That big thing in the middle. Uhg, I hate that airport so much. 

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Last day of work

Last bus ride to work 


A photo of a cool building downtown. 

Starting to get very sad about leaving, temporary life-change depression I call it. I also despise moving all my stuff from place to place, so packing this week, even though its very little things, has made me quite angry. But I am sad to be leaving all my new found friends here, the routine my life has become, and of course the beautiful surroundings. I'd like to hope i'll be able to come back someday if I can ever save up enough money for another flight over.. There is still so much I would like to see and experience here. Leaving friends is always hard too. 

In other news, Mount Tongariro erupted yesterday, I think it was one of the sites used in the LOTR movies or something, but everyone is all in a frenzy here about it. I don't think many were injured though it is a popular tourist destination this time of the year. Here is a photo from the interwebs


Pretty cool 

Today is my last day at Weltech working here, we went out for a nice lunch yesterday at a BBQ place in town (it was super messy and American, which is why I wanted to go there :D ), a good time, food was alright. 

This will be my last post from NZ, I go offline after work today then fly out Saturday afternoon (Friday night for you all) and get back into the states Saturday night and start the get readjusted to the time difference process again :/ 

Thank you, as always, for reading and keeping up with my adventure here :) Its been great and I look forward to where life takes me next.. 

Sunday, November 18, 2012

With this being a very sad last week in beautiful Aotearoa, I have decided to post my final paper for my academic program with my reflections about being an international intern, stereotypes of Americans abroad, and the cultural obsession of chasing the American dream. Its not the most brilliantly written piece of literature, but a lot of thought and observation went into it. A bit of a read, but here for your enjoyment should you chose to indulge. 


Enjoy! 

Friday, August 17, 2012

Closing thoughts on New York: 

Yes, I realize I still have two more weeks here, but the fact is, I am kind of done with this city. I think a lot of people look at New York with dreamy eyes, rosy with ambition and life changing hopes, but to me at least, New York hasn't been any of those things. Don't get me wrong now, I looked at this city once the same way. "To spend a summer in New York..." that's about as far as it got. A lot of people feel like this is the place that will make their lives better, that will change them, all their dreams will come true. That's just not the case. 
I have enjoyed my time here, but I don't think it has changed me as a person. It is convenient to have everything basically within walking distance of you. The trains run regularly, shopping galore, i've gotten used to all the walking (well, my feet have I should say), but it almost reminds me of the feelings I had my first visit back home after going away to school in Cincinnati four years ago. I didn't realize how much I missed the country. Space. Grass. Dark. Quiet. That's how I grew up, its what I've come to love. Only, being here in the city, a constant asphalt jungle packed with darting obstacles occupied with mobile phones or kids running every which way, it really starts to wear on you. I'm tired of being crammed into subway cars every morning rush hour and having to wait in line just to walk up the stairs. I'm tired of living in my tiny 12' x 12' room (though I am so grateful to have found the space). I just want to spread out and be surrounded by crickets and stars, summer bugs and my wonderful "woods", away from this constant stress and chaos. 
I didn't acquire the "New York state of mind" while I was here. Though New York tried, with its best efforts, in the end I'm still just the Midwestern girl that saves wounded birds from the street and questions why people here own bathing suits if they cannot swim... You can't take the country out of the girl I suppose. I'm saying country loosely, I never considered myself a country girl until coming here. I guess more accurately, everyone here considers me a country girl lol. But all in all, it has been a good experience. A good three months spent exploring and making new friends. Is this the place for me? probably not, but I am proud to at least a little bit call myself a New Yorker now :) 

Thursday, August 9, 2012

I realized this morning at work that although I am now 23 years old, I still refer to myself as a teenager. I was uninformed of the LG US Texting Championships in Time Square yesterday and had to make a point of bringing it up to all of my co workers this morning. Being in the generation that started texting, the ones that grew up texting with numbers, not even the full keyboard, I feel like I could have given them young'ens a pretty good run for their money. After reading in the article that the oldest competitor was 24, I immediately felt old. But still. Us teens invented this sort of thing. ^_^ 

Full Article here

..I mean seriously people, 100 texts a day? I remember the days of using my entire 1000 text limit in a weekend. then getting in trouble thereafter... but the point is srsly, a $50,000 grand prize?  

Monday, August 6, 2012

Monday morning blues: 

Feeling a bit homesick, well, homesick isn't the right word for it.. more like, space sick. Open spaces and nature sick. This constant concrete jungle is wearing on me a bit, just being in the middle of so much going on all the time. There's no place to just sit and breathe, can't go out and just lay on the grass, can't be alone. So maybe a bit homesick, but really just missing the ability to spread out and not be so cramped. You can tell people weren't ment to live like this. 

A little collection of Ohio, 
4 weeks until I return


via google images