I need an honest answer for this:
How many of us knew about the existence of Turku before starting the exploration to study abroad?
Maybe it’s just me and my limited knowledge in geography, but I didn’t have a clue that there was a city named “Turku” and apparently my phone either.
When I first tried to type it, my phone automatically changed it to “Turkey”.
So I came here, to a city that not even my phone seemed to know about.
I’ll addressed a bit more specific places and situations in future entries, but I would like to mention three things that caught up my attention since the first day.
- Two Doors everywhere.
Whenever you go, you ALWAYS find two doors. I’m pretty sure it’s to keep the cold away as much as possible -and it works- but the first days here I would enter a building or a house or any place and I would say to myself “two doors, again(?)”. After a couple months it became so familiar that I don’t know what I’m going to do when I go back to a place where there’s only one lame and sad door.
2. First World Birds.
Seriously. Birds have an attitude. I actually had to have a conversation about birds with my Egyptian friends because it was too much.
They walk so close to the people without showing fear. Instead of looking like searching for food, they look like if they don’t want to be bothered. They’re fearless!! -I don’t know if they keep in the back of their minds the comfort of having a great insurance or what, but seriously, they need to chill-.
Me and my friend reached two conclusions:
1. Birds in our countries are “poor” and they kinda know it -I know, poor things-.
2. In Finland, -Turku at least- Birds are Big, Bold and Brave. Don’t mess up with them.
3. Heavy Doors.
Two out of three things are about doors and it’s because I’ve been having a really hard time with them.
I’m a small person, not the strong type…. So the doors are heavy and it takes me a couple of seconds more to open them, than to the rest of the people. So here I am, trying to open the entry door of the University, with all the people behind trying to enter as well, and I’m taking all the time in the world because I’m not pushing/pulling hard enough, and they just want to go inside but of course no one will dare to get to close to help me.
And yes, after the first door, I still need to open the second one. (sighs)
By the time I got used to this peculiarities, my phone stopped changing “Turku” for “Turkey”. Now I can proudly say “I live in Turku”.