Reza and his first month service experience in Cagliari, Sardinia, Italy.

May 6th 2016 marked the one month anniversary of my living in Cagliari, Sardinia, Italy! I went to lunch with my EVS friend from Indonesia, Daniel, after asking another our EVS friend Rona and Tara from the Philippines as well right after our meeting with Federico on the International Summer Week 2016 project today. We decided to eat some lunch today in one Italian restaurant that are not so far from our office in Artistico (not the usual Kebab place or Indian restaurant that we always go :p). We ate 2 bowl of (too) salty baked potatoes and one main sea food dish, it’s a sea fish cooked with wine, It is so wrong and so, so right, It makes me a bit miss my seafood meals back home, in Bali, my favourite would be the one that I always had in one restaurant in Jimbaran. But now I’m trying to live the moment and enjoy what life offers me here in Italy.

I saw the other menu, it was the horse meat steak, which reminds me the first meal that I had during the first dinner, in my first night I arrived here in Cagliari with our host: Luisa, Federico and Luca, also one of our friend from Indonesia, Hudry, that already done with the jobs shadowing project here with TDM 2000 International.

Before I coming here in Italy or precisely Sardinia, I never knew that the food and the beverages here could stick to you, I mean also to your brain, as it always served mostly perfect and complete according to the Italian culture, the meals would be always start with the starter (of course), the main dish, second dish, (or even the third dish) to dolci (dessert) and not to mention the beer or wine, the coffee, or even Mirto (local typical liquor from Sardinia)! But I would say as a people come from South East Asia, Indonesia specially, I have a bit different taste specialy on the use of the spices with our food. Rather than good and bad, black and white, my senses have begun to whirl into grey tendrils. My nose is breaking out of the yes/no boxes and into the maybe or the mixed. Hopefully this will also be a common theme for my experience here. I hear that your sense of smell is the most powerful in recalling memory. If thats the case I feel as if the olfactory overload I’ve experienced so far will linger in my mind, heart, and nose indefinitely.

Take for instance my route to the TDM Office in Artistico or Via Roma. On the first week I walk for 30 minutes from my flat in Viale Sant Avendrace, through the neighborhood, across a busy road, behind some houses, down a bunch of stairs between said houses, out through an alley way, up a busy road on a very steep incline which very intense for those people who used to ride a motorbike to everywhere back home in Indonesia. The second week, we already had the bus card from the CTM that cost about 30 EUR for a month unlimited ride, The bus stop is actually located in across my flat. The first time I did it I never thought I would remember the route and which line that I should take. The first time I did it alone I felt like a badass even after help with an apps on my fresh repaired phone from Via Sonnino when it just broke on the first step in my Flat.  It is really cold here sometimes on my 1st until 3rd week here specially with the strong winds, the mediterranian breeze I would say, normally we had like 12 degree celcius or maybe 16 the best, which a bit colder than what I used to have in Indonesia which are around 21 degree celcius to around 27 celcius (if I talked about Bandung or Ubud, my homebase in Indonesia).

I have 6 hours of work everyday with the team, on 5 days every week, including 2 hour mandatory Italian class (or even it’s double to 4 hours/week on the 4th week here in Italy) No sitting in the back and daydreaming. Now I can, and really really do, sympathize with anyone who has learned another language. Different than other subjects, it’s tough because no matter how hard you try or how much you study you are still going to struggle at it. Like really struggle at it. There’s a reason that people use the phrase “it’s like learning another language” to describe something incredibly difficult to do or comprehend.

I thrive on change, welcome the new, and there’s no time worth mentioning when I’ve kept a solid routine. And I was settling. Transitioning from the travel mentality to (what I thought was then) stagnation. The whirlwind of moving calmed and I had to clear a place in this city, in this flat, in this new life. This is when a place moves from “new” to “not home”. Settling is the hardest because you don’t know where you fit. Physically in limbo; spiritually in limbo.

I didn’t know this at the time, but this is the period when you have to decide what about yourself you will shed, what new things you will adopt during this activities and everything, you will then decide what you will keep from your previous self.  I am an adopter. I try all foods, (attempt to) speak the italian and Sardinian language, get interested in what everyone else is interested in, involved in almost all activity plan with TDM 2000 and also its other projects, start from the first formal conference in Municipality of Cagliari, Visiting local high school & University of Cagliari (faculty of politics and social science, also the faculty of literature) to tell the local youngster about the Mobility Project we have and funded by Erasmus+, giving a lecture in Startup Course in Language Faculty of University Cagliari, joined the la grande festa di Sant’Efisio, International Cooking Festival, visiting Poetto beach, hiking to Sella Sel Deavollo, going to the Stadium to see the football match and supporting Cagliari Football team, Thai Boxing night, and everything that I couldn’t recall to be mentioned one by one, and these are great, its all a show. And then the show ends, the lights come up. And you’re still in your seat. When it stops, and this the stopping is a slow process, you have to decide what qualities of previous life you can and want to maintain and which ones you want to evolve. Here is where the road to forging a life in a new place begins – its the transition. And we all know those are never easy, but I enjoyed it now, even my agenda is look more full now on my 4th week here, comparing to my old agenda on the 1st week here, but let’s live in the moment now, let’s do it!

 

Reza Noegraha

EVS, EUROASI Volunteer from Indonesia

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Reza and his first month service experience in Cagliari, Sardinia, Italy.

May 6th 2016 marked the one month anniversary of my living in Cagliari, Sardinia, Italy! I went to lunch with my EVS friend from Indonesia, Daniel, after asking another our EVS friend Rona and Tara from the Philippines as well right after our meeting with Federico on the International Summer Week 2016 project today. We decided to eat some lunch today in one Italian restaurant that are not so far from our office in Artistico (not the usual Kebab place or Indian restaurant that we always go :p). We ate 2 bowl of (too) salty baked potatoes and one main sea food dish, it’s a sea fish cooked with wine, It is so wrong and so, so right, It makes me a bit miss my seafood meals back home, in Bali, my favourite would be the one that I always had in one restaurant in Jimbaran. But now I’m trying to live the moment and enjoy what life offers me here in Italy.

I saw the other menu, it was the horse meat steak, which reminds me the first meal that I had during the first dinner, in my first night I arrived here in Cagliari with our host: Luisa, Federico and Luca, also one of our friend from Indonesia, Hudry, that already done with the jobs shadowing project here with TDM 2000 International.

Before I coming here in Italy or precisely Sardinia, I never knew that the food and the beverages here could stick to you, I mean also to your brain, as it always served mostly perfect and complete according to the Italian culture, the meals would be always start with the starter (of course), the main dish, second dish, (or even the third dish) to dolci (dessert) and not to mention the beer or wine, the coffee, or even Mirto (local typical liquor from Sardinia)! But I would say as a people come from South East Asia, Indonesia specially, I have a bit different taste specialy on the use of the spices with our food. Rather than good and bad, black and white, my senses have begun to whirl into grey tendrils. My nose is breaking out of the yes/no boxes and into the maybe or the mixed. Hopefully this will also be a common theme for my experience here. I hear that your sense of smell is the most powerful in recalling memory. If thats the case I feel as if the olfactory overload I’ve experienced so far will linger in my mind, heart, and nose indefinitely.

Take for instance my route to the TDM Office in Artistico or Via Roma. On the first week I walk for 30 minutes from my flat in Viale Sant Avendrace, through the neighborhood, across a busy road, behind some houses, down a bunch of stairs between said houses, out through an alley way, up a busy road on a very steep incline which very intense for those people who used to ride a motorbike to everywhere back home in Indonesia. The second week, we already had the bus card from the CTM that cost about 30 EUR for a month unlimited ride, The bus stop is actually located in across my flat. The first time I did it I never thought I would remember the route and which line that I should take. The first time I did it alone I felt like a badass even after help with an apps on my fresh repaired phone from Via Sonnino when it just broke on the first step in my Flat.  It is really cold here sometimes on my 1st until 3rd week here specially with the strong winds, the mediterranian breeze I would say, normally we had like 12 degree celcius or maybe 16 the best, which a bit colder than what I used to have in Indonesia which are around 21 degree celcius to around 27 celcius (if I talked about Bandung or Ubud, my homebase in Indonesia).

I have 6 hours of work everyday with the team, on 5 days every week, including 2 hour mandatory Italian class (or even it’s double to 4 hours/week on the 4th week here in Italy) No sitting in the back and daydreaming. Now I can, and really really do, sympathize with anyone who has learned another language. Different than other subjects, it’s tough because no matter how hard you try or how much you study you are still going to struggle at it. Like really struggle at it. There’s a reason that people use the phrase “it’s like learning another language” to describe something incredibly difficult to do or comprehend.

I thrive on change, welcome the new, and there’s no time worth mentioning when I’ve kept a solid routine. And I was settling. Transitioning from the travel mentality to (what I thought was then) stagnation. The whirlwind of moving calmed and I had to clear a place in this city, in this flat, in this new life. This is when a place moves from “new” to “not home”. Settling is the hardest because you don’t know where you fit. Physically in limbo; spiritually in limbo.

I didn’t know this at the time, but this is the period when you have to decide what about yourself you will shed, what new things you will adopt during this activities and everything, you will then decide what you will keep from your previous self.  I am an adopter. I try all foods, (attempt to) speak the italian and Sardinian language, get interested in what everyone else is interested in, involved in almost all activity plan with TDM 2000 and also its other projects, start from the first formal conference in Municipality of Cagliari, Visiting local high school & University of Cagliari (faculty of politics and social science, also the faculty of literature) to tell the local youngster about the Mobility Project we have and funded by Erasmus+, giving a lecture in Startup Course in Language Faculty of University Cagliari, joined the la grande festa di Sant’Efisio, International Cooking Festival, visiting Poetto beach, hiking to Sella Sel Deavollo, going to the Stadium to see the football match and supporting Cagliari Football team, Thai Boxing night, and everything that I couldn’t recall to be mentioned one by one, and these are great, its all a show. And then the show ends, the lights come up. And you’re still in your seat. When it stops, and this the stopping is a slow process, you have to decide what qualities of previous life you can and want to maintain and which ones you want to evolve. Here is where the road to forging a life in a new place begins – its the transition. And we all know those are never easy, but I enjoyed it now, even my agenda is look more full now on my 4th week here, comparing to my old agenda on the 1st week here, but let’s live in the moment now, let’s do it!

 

Reza Noegraha

EVS, EUROASI Volunteer from Indonesia

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Reza and his first month service experience in Cagliari, Sardinia, Italy.

May 6th 2016 marked the one month anniversary of my living in Cagliari, Sardinia, Italy! I went to lunch with my EVS friend from Indonesia, Daniel, after asking another our EVS friend Rona and Tara from the Philippines as well right after our meeting with Federico on the International Summer Week 2016 project today. We decided to eat some lunch today in one Italian restaurant that are not so far from our office in Artistico (not the usual Kebab place or Indian restaurant that we always go :p). We ate 2 bowl of (too) salty baked potatoes and one main sea food dish, it’s a sea fish cooked with wine, It is so wrong and so, so right, It makes me a bit miss my seafood meals back home, in Bali, my favourite would be the one that I always had in one restaurant in Jimbaran. But now I’m trying to live the moment and enjoy what life offers me here in Italy.

I saw the other menu, it was the horse meat steak, which reminds me the first meal that I had during the first dinner, in my first night I arrived here in Cagliari with our host: Luisa, Federico and Luca, also one of our friend from Indonesia, Hudry, that already done with the jobs shadowing project here with TDM 2000 International.

Before I coming here in Italy or precisely Sardinia, I never knew that the food and the beverages here could stick to you, I mean also to your brain, as it always served mostly perfect and complete according to the Italian culture, the meals would be always start with the starter (of course), the main dish, second dish, (or even the third dish) to dolci (dessert) and not to mention the beer or wine, the coffee, or even Mirto (local typical liquor from Sardinia)! But I would say as a people come from South East Asia, Indonesia specially, I have a bit different taste specialy on the use of the spices with our food. Rather than good and bad, black and white, my senses have begun to whirl into grey tendrils. My nose is breaking out of the yes/no boxes and into the maybe or the mixed. Hopefully this will also be a common theme for my experience here. I hear that your sense of smell is the most powerful in recalling memory. If thats the case I feel as if the olfactory overload I’ve experienced so far will linger in my mind, heart, and nose indefinitely.

Take for instance my route to the TDM Office in Artistico or Via Roma. On the first week I walk for 30 minutes from my flat in Viale Sant Avendrace, through the neighborhood, across a busy road, behind some houses, down a bunch of stairs between said houses, out through an alley way, up a busy road on a very steep incline which very intense for those people who used to ride a motorbike to everywhere back home in Indonesia. The second week, we already had the bus card from the CTM that cost about 30 EUR for a month unlimited ride, The bus stop is actually located in across my flat. The first time I did it I never thought I would remember the route and which line that I should take. The first time I did it alone I felt like a badass even after help with an apps on my fresh repaired phone from Via Sonnino when it just broke on the first step in my Flat.  It is really cold here sometimes on my 1st until 3rd week here specially with the strong winds, the mediterranian breeze I would say, normally we had like 12 degree celcius or maybe 16 the best, which a bit colder than what I used to have in Indonesia which are around 21 degree celcius to around 27 celcius (if I talked about Bandung or Ubud, my homebase in Indonesia).

I have 6 hours of work everyday with the team, on 5 days every week, including 2 hour mandatory Italian class (or even it’s double to 4 hours/week on the 4th week here in Italy) No sitting in the back and daydreaming. Now I can, and really really do, sympathize with anyone who has learned another language. Different than other subjects, it’s tough because no matter how hard you try or how much you study you are still going to struggle at it. Like really struggle at it. There’s a reason that people use the phrase “it’s like learning another language” to describe something incredibly difficult to do or comprehend.

I thrive on change, welcome the new, and there’s no time worth mentioning when I’ve kept a solid routine. And I was settling. Transitioning from the travel mentality to (what I thought was then) stagnation. The whirlwind of moving calmed and I had to clear a place in this city, in this flat, in this new life. This is when a place moves from “new” to “not home”. Settling is the hardest because you don’t know where you fit. Physically in limbo; spiritually in limbo.

I didn’t know this at the time, but this is the period when you have to decide what about yourself you will shed, what new things you will adopt during this activities and everything, you will then decide what you will keep from your previous self.  I am an adopter. I try all foods, (attempt to) speak the italian and Sardinian language, get interested in what everyone else is interested in, involved in almost all activity plan with TDM 2000 and also its other projects, start from the first formal conference in Municipality of Cagliari, Visiting local high school & University of Cagliari (faculty of politics and social science, also the faculty of literature) to tell the local youngster about the Mobility Project we have and funded by Erasmus+, giving a lecture in Startup Course in Language Faculty of University Cagliari, joined the la grande festa di Sant’Efisio, International Cooking Festival, visiting Poetto beach, hiking to Sella Sel Deavollo, going to the Stadium to see the football match and supporting Cagliari Football team, Thai Boxing night, and everything that I couldn’t recall to be mentioned one by one, and these are great, its all a show. And then the show ends, the lights come up. And you’re still in your seat. When it stops, and this the stopping is a slow process, you have to decide what qualities of previous life you can and want to maintain and which ones you want to evolve. Here is where the road to forging a life in a new place begins – its the transition. And we all know those are never easy, but I enjoyed it now, even my agenda is look more full now on my 4th week here, comparing to my old agenda on the 1st week here, but let’s live in the moment now, let’s do it!

 

Reza Noegraha

EVS, EUROASI Volunteer from Indonesia

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Reza and his first month service experience in Cagliari, Sardinia, Italy.

May 6th 2016 marked the one month anniversary of my living in Cagliari, Sardinia, Italy! I went to lunch with my EVS friend from Indonesia, Daniel, after asking another our EVS friend Rona and Tara from the Philippines as well right after our meeting with Federico on the International Summer Week 2016 project today. We decided to eat some lunch today in one Italian restaurant that are not so far from our office in Artistico (not the usual Kebab place or Indian restaurant that we always go :p). We ate 2 bowl of (too) salty baked potatoes and one main sea food dish, it’s a sea fish cooked with wine, It is so wrong and so, so right, It makes me a bit miss my seafood meals back home, in Bali, my favourite would be the one that I always had in one restaurant in Jimbaran. But now I’m trying to live the moment and enjoy what life offers me here in Italy.

I saw the other menu, it was the horse meat steak, which reminds me the first meal that I had during the first dinner, in my first night I arrived here in Cagliari with our host: Luisa, Federico and Luca, also one of our friend from Indonesia, Hudry, that already done with the jobs shadowing project here with TDM 2000 International.

Before I coming here in Italy or precisely Sardinia, I never knew that the food and the beverages here could stick to you, I mean also to your brain, as it always served mostly perfect and complete according to the Italian culture, the meals would be always start with the starter (of course), the main dish, second dish, (or even the third dish) to dolci (dessert) and not to mention the beer or wine, the coffee, or even Mirto (local typical liquor from Sardinia)! But I would say as a people come from South East Asia, Indonesia specially, I have a bit different taste specialy on the use of the spices with our food. Rather than good and bad, black and white, my senses have begun to whirl into grey tendrils. My nose is breaking out of the yes/no boxes and into the maybe or the mixed. Hopefully this will also be a common theme for my experience here. I hear that your sense of smell is the most powerful in recalling memory. If thats the case I feel as if the olfactory overload I’ve experienced so far will linger in my mind, heart, and nose indefinitely.

Take for instance my route to the TDM Office in Artistico or Via Roma. On the first week I walk for 30 minutes from my flat in Viale Sant Avendrace, through the neighborhood, across a busy road, behind some houses, down a bunch of stairs between said houses, out through an alley way, up a busy road on a very steep incline which very intense for those people who used to ride a motorbike to everywhere back home in Indonesia. The second week, we already had the bus card from the CTM that cost about 30 EUR for a month unlimited ride, The bus stop is actually located in across my flat. The first time I did it I never thought I would remember the route and which line that I should take. The first time I did it alone I felt like a badass even after help with an apps on my fresh repaired phone from Via Sonnino when it just broke on the first step in my Flat.  It is really cold here sometimes on my 1st until 3rd week here specially with the strong winds, the mediterranian breeze I would say, normally we had like 12 degree celcius or maybe 16 the best, which a bit colder than what I used to have in Indonesia which are around 21 degree celcius to around 27 celcius (if I talked about Bandung or Ubud, my homebase in Indonesia).

I have 6 hours of work everyday with the team, on 5 days every week, including 2 hour mandatory Italian class (or even it’s double to 4 hours/week on the 4th week here in Italy) No sitting in the back and daydreaming. Now I can, and really really do, sympathize with anyone who has learned another language. Different than other subjects, it’s tough because no matter how hard you try or how much you study you are still going to struggle at it. Like really struggle at it. There’s a reason that people use the phrase “it’s like learning another language” to describe something incredibly difficult to do or comprehend.

I thrive on change, welcome the new, and there’s no time worth mentioning when I’ve kept a solid routine. And I was settling. Transitioning from the travel mentality to (what I thought was then) stagnation. The whirlwind of moving calmed and I had to clear a place in this city, in this flat, in this new life. This is when a place moves from “new” to “not home”. Settling is the hardest because you don’t know where you fit. Physically in limbo; spiritually in limbo.

I didn’t know this at the time, but this is the period when you have to decide what about yourself you will shed, what new things you will adopt during this activities and everything, you will then decide what you will keep from your previous self.  I am an adopter. I try all foods, (attempt to) speak the italian and Sardinian language, get interested in what everyone else is interested in, involved in almost all activity plan with TDM 2000 and also its other projects, start from the first formal conference in Municipality of Cagliari, Visiting local high school & University of Cagliari (faculty of politics and social science, also the faculty of literature) to tell the local youngster about the Mobility Project we have and funded by Erasmus+, giving a lecture in Startup Course in Language Faculty of University Cagliari, joined the la grande festa di Sant’Efisio, International Cooking Festival, visiting Poetto beach, hiking to Sella Sel Deavollo, going to the Stadium to see the football match and supporting Cagliari Football team, Thai Boxing night, and everything that I couldn’t recall to be mentioned one by one, and these are great, its all a show. And then the show ends, the lights come up. And you’re still in your seat. When it stops, and this the stopping is a slow process, you have to decide what qualities of previous life you can and want to maintain and which ones you want to evolve. Here is where the road to forging a life in a new place begins – its the transition. And we all know those are never easy, but I enjoyed it now, even my agenda is look more full now on my 4th week here, comparing to my old agenda on the 1st week here, but let’s live in the moment now, let’s do it!

 

Reza Noegraha

EVS, EUROASI Volunteer from Indonesia

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Reza and his first month service experience in Cagliari, Sardinia, Italy.

May 6th 2016 marked the one month anniversary of my living in Cagliari, Sardinia, Italy! I went to lunch with my EVS friend from Indonesia, Daniel, after asking another our EVS friend Rona and Tara from the Philippines as well right after our meeting with Federico on the International Summer Week 2016 project today. We decided to eat some lunch today in one Italian restaurant that are not so far from our office in Artistico (not the usual Kebab place or Indian restaurant that we always go :p). We ate 2 bowl of (too) salty baked potatoes and one main sea food dish, it’s a sea fish cooked with wine, It is so wrong and so, so right, It makes me a bit miss my seafood meals back home, in Bali, my favourite would be the one that I always had in one restaurant in Jimbaran. But now I’m trying to live the moment and enjoy what life offers me here in Italy.

I saw the other menu, it was the horse meat steak, which reminds me the first meal that I had during the first dinner, in my first night I arrived here in Cagliari with our host: Luisa, Federico and Luca, also one of our friend from Indonesia, Hudry, that already done with the jobs shadowing project here with TDM 2000 International.

Before I coming here in Italy or precisely Sardinia, I never knew that the food and the beverages here could stick to you, I mean also to your brain, as it always served mostly perfect and complete according to the Italian culture, the meals would be always start with the starter (of course), the main dish, second dish, (or even the third dish) to dolci (dessert) and not to mention the beer or wine, the coffee, or even Mirto (local typical liquor from Sardinia)! But I would say as a people come from South East Asia, Indonesia specially, I have a bit different taste specialy on the use of the spices with our food. Rather than good and bad, black and white, my senses have begun to whirl into grey tendrils. My nose is breaking out of the yes/no boxes and into the maybe or the mixed. Hopefully this will also be a common theme for my experience here. I hear that your sense of smell is the most powerful in recalling memory. If thats the case I feel as if the olfactory overload I’ve experienced so far will linger in my mind, heart, and nose indefinitely.

Take for instance my route to the TDM Office in Artistico or Via Roma. On the first week I walk for 30 minutes from my flat in Viale Sant Avendrace, through the neighborhood, across a busy road, behind some houses, down a bunch of stairs between said houses, out through an alley way, up a busy road on a very steep incline which very intense for those people who used to ride a motorbike to everywhere back home in Indonesia. The second week, we already had the bus card from the CTM that cost about 30 EUR for a month unlimited ride, The bus stop is actually located in across my flat. The first time I did it I never thought I would remember the route and which line that I should take. The first time I did it alone I felt like a badass even after help with an apps on my fresh repaired phone from Via Sonnino when it just broke on the first step in my Flat.  It is really cold here sometimes on my 1st until 3rd week here specially with the strong winds, the mediterranian breeze I would say, normally we had like 12 degree celcius or maybe 16 the best, which a bit colder than what I used to have in Indonesia which are around 21 degree celcius to around 27 celcius (if I talked about Bandung or Ubud, my homebase in Indonesia).

I have 6 hours of work everyday with the team, on 5 days every week, including 2 hour mandatory Italian class (or even it’s double to 4 hours/week on the 4th week here in Italy) No sitting in the back and daydreaming. Now I can, and really really do, sympathize with anyone who has learned another language. Different than other subjects, it’s tough because no matter how hard you try or how much you study you are still going to struggle at it. Like really struggle at it. There’s a reason that people use the phrase “it’s like learning another language” to describe something incredibly difficult to do or comprehend.

I thrive on change, welcome the new, and there’s no time worth mentioning when I’ve kept a solid routine. And I was settling. Transitioning from the travel mentality to (what I thought was then) stagnation. The whirlwind of moving calmed and I had to clear a place in this city, in this flat, in this new life. This is when a place moves from “new” to “not home”. Settling is the hardest because you don’t know where you fit. Physically in limbo; spiritually in limbo.

I didn’t know this at the time, but this is the period when you have to decide what about yourself you will shed, what new things you will adopt during this activities and everything, you will then decide what you will keep from your previous self.  I am an adopter. I try all foods, (attempt to) speak the italian and Sardinian language, get interested in what everyone else is interested in, involved in almost all activity plan with TDM 2000 and also its other projects, start from the first formal conference in Municipality of Cagliari, Visiting local high school & University of Cagliari (faculty of politics and social science, also the faculty of literature) to tell the local youngster about the Mobility Project we have and funded by Erasmus+, giving a lecture in Startup Course in Language Faculty of University Cagliari, joined the la grande festa di Sant’Efisio, International Cooking Festival, visiting Poetto beach, hiking to Sella Sel Deavollo, going to the Stadium to see the football match and supporting Cagliari Football team, Thai Boxing night, and everything that I couldn’t recall to be mentioned one by one, and these are great, its all a show. And then the show ends, the lights come up. And you’re still in your seat. When it stops, and this the stopping is a slow process, you have to decide what qualities of previous life you can and want to maintain and which ones you want to evolve. Here is where the road to forging a life in a new place begins – its the transition. And we all know those are never easy, but I enjoyed it now, even my agenda is look more full now on my 4th week here, comparing to my old agenda on the 1st week here, but let’s live in the moment now, let’s do it!

 

Reza Noegraha

EVS, EUROASI Volunteer from Indonesia

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Reza and his first month service experience in Cagliari, Sardinia, Italy.

May 6th 2016 marked the one month anniversary of my living in Cagliari, Sardinia, Italy! I went to lunch with my EVS friend from Indonesia, Daniel, after asking another our EVS friend Rona and Tara from the Philippines as well right after our meeting with Federico on the International Summer Week 2016 project today. We decided to eat some lunch today in one Italian restaurant that are not so far from our office in Artistico (not the usual Kebab place or Indian restaurant that we always go :p). We ate 2 bowl of (too) salty baked potatoes and one main sea food dish, it’s a sea fish cooked with wine, It is so wrong and so, so right, It makes me a bit miss my seafood meals back home, in Bali, my favourite would be the one that I always had in one restaurant in Jimbaran. But now I’m trying to live the moment and enjoy what life offers me here in Italy.

I saw the other menu, it was the horse meat steak, which reminds me the first meal that I had during the first dinner, in my first night I arrived here in Cagliari with our host: Luisa, Federico and Luca, also one of our friend from Indonesia, Hudry, that already done with the jobs shadowing project here with TDM 2000 International.

Before I coming here in Italy or precisely Sardinia, I never knew that the food and the beverages here could stick to you, I mean also to your brain, as it always served mostly perfect and complete according to the Italian culture, the meals would be always start with the starter (of course), the main dish, second dish, (or even the third dish) to dolci (dessert) and not to mention the beer or wine, the coffee, or even Mirto (local typical liquor from Sardinia)! But I would say as a people come from South East Asia, Indonesia specially, I have a bit different taste specialy on the use of the spices with our food. Rather than good and bad, black and white, my senses have begun to whirl into grey tendrils. My nose is breaking out of the yes/no boxes and into the maybe or the mixed. Hopefully this will also be a common theme for my experience here. I hear that your sense of smell is the most powerful in recalling memory. If thats the case I feel as if the olfactory overload I’ve experienced so far will linger in my mind, heart, and nose indefinitely.

Take for instance my route to the TDM Office in Artistico or Via Roma. On the first week I walk for 30 minutes from my flat in Viale Sant Avendrace, through the neighborhood, across a busy road, behind some houses, down a bunch of stairs between said houses, out through an alley way, up a busy road on a very steep incline which very intense for those people who used to ride a motorbike to everywhere back home in Indonesia. The second week, we already had the bus card from the CTM that cost about 30 EUR for a month unlimited ride, The bus stop is actually located in across my flat. The first time I did it I never thought I would remember the route and which line that I should take. The first time I did it alone I felt like a badass even after help with an apps on my fresh repaired phone from Via Sonnino when it just broke on the first step in my Flat.  It is really cold here sometimes on my 1st until 3rd week here specially with the strong winds, the mediterranian breeze I would say, normally we had like 12 degree celcius or maybe 16 the best, which a bit colder than what I used to have in Indonesia which are around 21 degree celcius to around 27 celcius (if I talked about Bandung or Ubud, my homebase in Indonesia).

I have 6 hours of work everyday with the team, on 5 days every week, including 2 hour mandatory Italian class (or even it’s double to 4 hours/week on the 4th week here in Italy) No sitting in the back and daydreaming. Now I can, and really really do, sympathize with anyone who has learned another language. Different than other subjects, it’s tough because no matter how hard you try or how much you study you are still going to struggle at it. Like really struggle at it. There’s a reason that people use the phrase “it’s like learning another language” to describe something incredibly difficult to do or comprehend.

I thrive on change, welcome the new, and there’s no time worth mentioning when I’ve kept a solid routine. And I was settling. Transitioning from the travel mentality to (what I thought was then) stagnation. The whirlwind of moving calmed and I had to clear a place in this city, in this flat, in this new life. This is when a place moves from “new” to “not home”. Settling is the hardest because you don’t know where you fit. Physically in limbo; spiritually in limbo.

I didn’t know this at the time, but this is the period when you have to decide what about yourself you will shed, what new things you will adopt during this activities and everything, you will then decide what you will keep from your previous self.  I am an adopter. I try all foods, (attempt to) speak the italian and Sardinian language, get interested in what everyone else is interested in, involved in almost all activity plan with TDM 2000 and also its other projects, start from the first formal conference in Municipality of Cagliari, Visiting local high school & University of Cagliari (faculty of politics and social science, also the faculty of literature) to tell the local youngster about the Mobility Project we have and funded by Erasmus+, giving a lecture in Startup Course in Language Faculty of University Cagliari, joined the la grande festa di Sant’Efisio, International Cooking Festival, visiting Poetto beach, hiking to Sella Sel Deavollo, going to the Stadium to see the football match and supporting Cagliari Football team, Thai Boxing night, and everything that I couldn’t recall to be mentioned one by one, and these are great, its all a show. And then the show ends, the lights come up. And you’re still in your seat. When it stops, and this the stopping is a slow process, you have to decide what qualities of previous life you can and want to maintain and which ones you want to evolve. Here is where the road to forging a life in a new place begins – its the transition. And we all know those are never easy, but I enjoyed it now, even my agenda is look more full now on my 4th week here, comparing to my old agenda on the 1st week here, but let’s live in the moment now, let’s do it!

 

Reza Noegraha

EVS, EUROASI Volunteer from Indonesia

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Reza and his first month service experience in Cagliari, Sardinia, Italy.

May 6th 2016 marked the one month anniversary of my living in Cagliari, Sardinia, Italy! I went to lunch with my EVS friend from Indonesia, Daniel, after asking another our EVS friend Rona and Tara from the Philippines as well right after our meeting with Federico on the International Summer Week 2016 project today. We decided to eat some lunch today in one Italian restaurant that are not so far from our office in Artistico (not the usual Kebab place or Indian restaurant that we always go :p). We ate 2 bowl of (too) salty baked potatoes and one main sea food dish, it’s a sea fish cooked with wine, It is so wrong and so, so right, It makes me a bit miss my seafood meals back home, in Bali, my favourite would be the one that I always had in one restaurant in Jimbaran. But now I’m trying to live the moment and enjoy what life offers me here in Italy.

I saw the other menu, it was the horse meat steak, which reminds me the first meal that I had during the first dinner, in my first night I arrived here in Cagliari with our host: Luisa, Federico and Luca, also one of our friend from Indonesia, Hudry, that already done with the jobs shadowing project here with TDM 2000 International.

Before I coming here in Italy or precisely Sardinia, I never knew that the food and the beverages here could stick to you, I mean also to your brain, as it always served mostly perfect and complete according to the Italian culture, the meals would be always start with the starter (of course), the main dish, second dish, (or even the third dish) to dolci (dessert) and not to mention the beer or wine, the coffee, or even Mirto (local typical liquor from Sardinia)! But I would say as a people come from South East Asia, Indonesia specially, I have a bit different taste specialy on the use of the spices with our food. Rather than good and bad, black and white, my senses have begun to whirl into grey tendrils. My nose is breaking out of the yes/no boxes and into the maybe or the mixed. Hopefully this will also be a common theme for my experience here. I hear that your sense of smell is the most powerful in recalling memory. If thats the case I feel as if the olfactory overload I’ve experienced so far will linger in my mind, heart, and nose indefinitely.

Take for instance my route to the TDM Office in Artistico or Via Roma. On the first week I walk for 30 minutes from my flat in Viale Sant Avendrace, through the neighborhood, across a busy road, behind some houses, down a bunch of stairs between said houses, out through an alley way, up a busy road on a very steep incline which very intense for those people who used to ride a motorbike to everywhere back home in Indonesia. The second week, we already had the bus card from the CTM that cost about 30 EUR for a month unlimited ride, The bus stop is actually located in across my flat. The first time I did it I never thought I would remember the route and which line that I should take. The first time I did it alone I felt like a badass even after help with an apps on my fresh repaired phone from Via Sonnino when it just broke on the first step in my Flat.  It is really cold here sometimes on my 1st until 3rd week here specially with the strong winds, the mediterranian breeze I would say, normally we had like 12 degree celcius or maybe 16 the best, which a bit colder than what I used to have in Indonesia which are around 21 degree celcius to around 27 celcius (if I talked about Bandung or Ubud, my homebase in Indonesia).

I have 6 hours of work everyday with the team, on 5 days every week, including 2 hour mandatory Italian class (or even it’s double to 4 hours/week on the 4th week here in Italy) No sitting in the back and daydreaming. Now I can, and really really do, sympathize with anyone who has learned another language. Different than other subjects, it’s tough because no matter how hard you try or how much you study you are still going to struggle at it. Like really struggle at it. There’s a reason that people use the phrase “it’s like learning another language” to describe something incredibly difficult to do or comprehend.

I thrive on change, welcome the new, and there’s no time worth mentioning when I’ve kept a solid routine. And I was settling. Transitioning from the travel mentality to (what I thought was then) stagnation. The whirlwind of moving calmed and I had to clear a place in this city, in this flat, in this new life. This is when a place moves from “new” to “not home”. Settling is the hardest because you don’t know where you fit. Physically in limbo; spiritually in limbo.

I didn’t know this at the time, but this is the period when you have to decide what about yourself you will shed, what new things you will adopt during this activities and everything, you will then decide what you will keep from your previous self.  I am an adopter. I try all foods, (attempt to) speak the italian and Sardinian language, get interested in what everyone else is interested in, involved in almost all activity plan with TDM 2000 and also its other projects, start from the first formal conference in Municipality of Cagliari, Visiting local high school & University of Cagliari (faculty of politics and social science, also the faculty of literature) to tell the local youngster about the Mobility Project we have and funded by Erasmus+, giving a lecture in Startup Course in Language Faculty of University Cagliari, joined the la grande festa di Sant’Efisio, International Cooking Festival, visiting Poetto beach, hiking to Sella Sel Deavollo, going to the Stadium to see the football match and supporting Cagliari Football team, Thai Boxing night, and everything that I couldn’t recall to be mentioned one by one, and these are great, its all a show. And then the show ends, the lights come up. And you’re still in your seat. When it stops, and this the stopping is a slow process, you have to decide what qualities of previous life you can and want to maintain and which ones you want to evolve. Here is where the road to forging a life in a new place begins – its the transition. And we all know those are never easy, but I enjoyed it now, even my agenda is look more full now on my 4th week here, comparing to my old agenda on the 1st week here, but let’s live in the moment now, let’s do it!

 

Reza Noegraha

EVS, EUROASI Volunteer from Indonesia

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