Tere! My name is Gabriel Escobar Martín, and i´m a 22 years-old photographer from Murcia, a medium-sized city in the south-west of Spain (Medium-sized in Spain, in Estonia it would be a very big metropolis). I finished video and photography studies in February and i started to work in a regional newspaper. After some months working in something that i really like (taking pictures) i decided to do something else with my life so, now, I´m doing a EVS in Tõrva, working mainly in Ritsu Youth Room and in Tõrva noortekeskus -but also all around Valga County- with youngsters. How has been my experience after one month (and six days) in Estonia?
A couple of months ago, when i tell to my friends and family i was going to live eleven months in Estonia, they always asked two questions «Where is that?» and «Why?». I had a response for the first question, but not for the second one.
When i firstly arrived to Tõrva -after 4 hours in a car, 4 in a plane and 3 in another car-, it was in a very foggy night, so i couldn´t see where actually i was since i woke up in the morning. That is what i saw.
So green, amazing. Well, maybe for you it´s like the most normal view, but for me it was (and still it is) so nice (I´m, literally, taking a picture from my window everyday). We don´t have that green in the south of Spain (only in the golf fields). When i walked in the town for the first time, something inside me was saying «You don´t have to take pictures of everything, because this is going to be now your home». But anyways i took a bunch of pictures of the town and the surroundings.
These days i´ve done a lot of things, like explore the forests of the north-west of Tõrva, i had the On-Arrival Training in Tartu (It was so cool!), went to the astronomy event, to a concert, explored the forests of the south-west of Tõrva, did the Spanish Evening, played disc-golf for the first time, swam in one of the lakes, catch a cold, explored the forest of the South-east of Tõrva, found a piano to play, visited the Helme abandoned kirik and the castle ruins, etc... And i also explored the forest. But i will write about that in another occasion.
Last days i realiced that in most of my dreams i´m in Estonia. That could means that my subconscious already perceives the country as my home. And that´s good. The conscious part of my brain is also starting to feel that i´m integrating in the community. Even when i still have serious dfficulties to communicate with most of the people. I think i´m more estonian that spanish in my way of being and relating to people . In Spain i would probably need more time to feel integrated in a 3.000 inhabitants town like Tõrva. I´m even looking forward to cutting the grass.
At the beggining, for me, the estonian languaje sounded like japanese. Now, it sound like estonian. Kuuuurija! I don´t even remind the meaning*, but i love the word.
*Ok, just googled it, and means «moon researcher». -So cool!- But there´s more: Acoording to Google Translator, «Kuurija» means curator; «Kuuurija» means hunter; «Kuuuurija» means moon researcher; «Kuuuuurija» means monthly study; «Kuuuuuurija» means monthly researcher; «Kuuuuuuuuurija» means year-old researcher.
Yesterday i realized how nice the sun is. Can be something very obvious for you, but for me it`s new, i´ve been hating the sun all my life, and here, waiting for the bus, feeling the sun rays hiting my face, i said to myself «The sun it´s actually nice». In that aspect, my life it´s going to be totally different, considering that i´m from the warmest region in Europe (every summer we reach 45º) and now i´m in one of the coldest (I´ve heard that we can reach -20º). Thats a very wide range of temperature. I send to my friends an screenshot with the temperature in Tõrva the 4th of October. It was 0º. They where all amazed and fearing for my life. In my city i´ve never seen such a low temperature, not even in winter. The good thing is that i´m not a dragon-fly. Dragon-flyes dies in the winter, and i won´t. I hope.
I have learn to love and valorate things that i used to hate (maybe not hate, but that i used to dislike) things such the sun, cooking (in that matter my level was close to 0, but now is rising quite fast) , and i also have discovered new things to like, for example the kohuke (cheese with chocolate) and the Kali (some kind of sweet beer without alcohol).
In Spain, when there was a change in my life, i used to see it like my life is a tv serie and that changes are seasons (For example, when i finished studies). But here, for the experiencie about to live in Estonia, i don´t have the feeling of that´s a new seasons, but for this is like another tv serie (it could be even a movie). There´s a completly new scenario (a very cold and beautiful one), new characters (New friends :)*, new tastes, new experiences, new smells... The bad thing is that, before to watch a movie, you know when it is going to end.
*I´m using the «)» to close the parenthesis that i started, but also for the smiling. Optimizing resources is important also in the EVS life.
Something else about me is the fact that i really want to see a moose.
I´m taking a lot of pictures of Estonia, and you can see them on Instagram: @gabrilost96
Bueno, me han dicho que tengo que escribir algo en español, así que aquí estoy. Podemos hablar de lo que queramos sin que nos entiendan ¡qué lujo! Bueno no, este es un espacio para el diálogo, para la fraternidad entre pueblos y culturas, así que tengo que ceñirme (quiero ceñirme) al objetivo que esta sección tiene en realidad, que es el de que gente de mi país que en un futuro tome la decisión de hacer un proyecto EVS y, por casualidad (o no) lleguen a este blog porque están interesados en pasar una temporada en Estonia, lo lean y se sientan identificados en algún aspecto y se vean animados a dar el gran paso que consiste esta aventura. Pero eso que, de momento, está siendo una experiencia Enrique Cedora para mí, he aprendido muchas cosas y he conocido a gente chida, y eso que me quedan por tener muchas aventuras estonias y conocer a más gente chida (así como ver un alce). Es verdad que llueve, hace un poco de frío, hace viento -Como decía el celebérrimo grupo pontevedrense Cuchillo de Fuego en su hit Bauquet- pero eso forma parte de la experiencia. Quejarse de eso sería como ir al desierto y quejarse de que hace calor, o ir a la sección de lácteos del Mercadona y quejarse de que hace frío.