I spent the last week of October, just before starting the new job, in Galicia. It was the first time that I went there with my boyfriend and it was the first time I met his family and friends. Before going, we spent a day in Eindhoven at the Dutch Design week and we returned in Bremen, where we also spent a day exploring. This time there’ll be less stories; the photos can tell the story. Read more »
– 3rd of october, wednesday –
It was a strange day – the new volunteers arrived, so we got to meet them, but one of the previous volunteers left. We made a goodbye party for her and decorated the kitchen. It’s strange how you can know someone for only a month, but already feel sad when they leave, because you spent so much time together in this one month. Read more »
– 3rd of september, monday –
I remember my first day in Austria perfectly. It was a Monday, the 3rd of September, and I landed at the airport of Zurich in the afternoon. A driver picked me (and all the luggage) up and took me to my new home, Dornbirn. I met my colleagues at the office, I got some time to unpack in my new room and then they took me out for a dinner. It was a very nice evening – they told me a lot about the organisation and I had a very good feeling. When I returned home, I tried to figure out the WiFi password and accidentally met the other volunteers. I talked with them until midnight and then I just felt very exhausted. It was such a long day, my first one in Austria. Read more »
Summarising one crazy year into a single blog post? Impossible, I know. However, I will try to give you an overview of the last year of my life, living as a volunteer in Austria. It will be a mix of my own experiences as well as giving you a general overview of what ESC Volunteering is and what to expect from it. For me, it was the best decision I have ever made.
– 5th of August, 2019, monday –
After missing the Flixbus, we took a very comfortable and cheap train from Bratislava to Budapest. While I could’ve been at a job interview in the Netherlands, I was putting my luggage in a locker in Budapest, on 1290 kilometer distance from this theatre. We decided to spend the first afternoon on Margaret Island. With our impeccable timing, we made it to the one fountain show with Hungarian children’s music. Four out of ten, just for the water effects, wouldn’t recommend the children’s show. We explored most of the island, before exploring our new hostel. We were very lucky this time: we had the room and bathroom for ourselves and there wasn’t any suspicious underwear under the bed or anywhere else. Unbelievable. Read more »