Learning or relearning a language is like a roller coaster. I'm up and then I'm down... and it sometimes isn't easy to see the light! This past week has been especially hard, but I'm back and ready to smash my final week here in Bishkek.
I bought the Istanbul section of the Turkey Lonely Planet, and have yet to look at it. I booked a hostel for the first night in the city, and I have no idea how to get there. I know when my flights will be landing; I know when they should be departing.
Travelers always talk about how there is a readjustment period when returning home from long-term travel. Sometimes they talk about how roaming the earth can make them feel a bit lost. I can attest to both of these feelings, as I’ve experienced them many times in my travels throughout the years.
Tick, tick, tick… that’s the sound of my internal travel clock ticking. Tick, tick, tick.When I’ve been settled for a while, it seems as though my internal travel clock starts screaming at me to make some plans involving far-flung places. I sometimes envy people who are satisfied with the status quo as they don’t have to deal with the… Read more
I get quite a few emails asking me about The London School in Bishkek. In case you were wondering, Bishkek is in Kyrgyzstan, and The London School in Bishkek is actually a fantastic little language school there – yes, a REAL place!
When I was first searching for things I could do in Kyrgyzstan, I got the idea… Read more
For seven long weeks I lasted as a regular in the Kyrgyz family. Somehow, now when I think back, I don’t know how I did it.
Some days were more trying than others. As a complete newbie to Russian, I quickly realized just how much brain power I expended at my lessons constantly thinking, translating and deciphering all day… Read more
I don’t know! I just really don’t know what I’m doing back here in Kaz-Stan, or Central Asia for that matter. When I booked a month for home it was just so cost-effective to get a round-trip ticket that I couldn’t pass it up. Plus that meant I could store some things with friends in Almaty (my super cute red… Read more
“Did I just say that?” I thought to myself.
The first time the words came out of my mouth in Bishkek, I couldn’t believe they were mine. That was when my pal, Erica, turned to me and said, “Why can’t you? If going home right now is what you need or want in order to be happy, then just do… Read more
In an attempt to be caught-up and on-the-ball upon my return abroad in September, I’ve decided to combine all these little ideas for individual blog posts into one smorgasbord of interesting bits. So, here you have it! What I’ve learned, loved, lacked and l-acquired (?) while in Central Asia.
Ok, so peeps, my blog has been blocked here in the great world of Central Asia. I finally found a way to route my browser so it doesn’t recognize where I’m coming from. Oh, man, I have so many great stories to share with all you readers, so sit tight!
Brooke… Read more
The marshrutka is the main mode of public transport here in Bishkek, and like a bad metal concert in Peoria, it’s cheap, hot, overcrowded, and sometimes filled with drunk people. Mentioned in earlier Bishkek posts, I despise these little beasts, and yet often find myself stamping my foot for the next one to come. In that sense, I guess they… Read more
I bet you have been wondering what life with my Kyrgyz family is like, right? I have purposely put off talking a lot about this because for the first week and a half, my host dad was away for work. Well, he finally arrived back home this past weekend and home life has changed drastically – not necessarily for the… Read more