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– T. S. Poet, “The Overrun Salvages”
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For my last entry I’m going to be reflecting on my time in Spain and how it has helped me to develop in many ways. As I’ve enjoyed keeping a blog I’ll continue to update it, as a resource for Spanish comics info mixed with my own experiences throughout the rest of my PhD. As I plan on making more research trips it won’t all be my ramblings and the travel element will continue (woo)! Also if this entry is more verbose than usual it’s because it’s going to form the basis of a reflective piece I will submit to SGSAH, so please look past the odd bit of flowery language.
When I look back over the three months I spent in Spain it is remarkable to see how far I’ve come. First of all having the opportunity to live in Spain for three months was a dream come true, and it would not have been possible without the funding from SGSAH (thank you!). That’s not to say it has all been plain sailing – there have been highs and lows – but no matter what I carried on and if I could I would go back again in a heartbeat.
Back in May when I arrived in Barcelona I felt like an alien feeling her way down a very dark path as simple tasks such as going to the supermarket or ordering a coffee were suddenly complicated. I became lost
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I’m not ashamed to admit that I do count countries that I visit, it makes me so proud and excited when I see how much I’ve achieved and (literally) how far I got only with my hard work.
Moldova was second to the last country I yet had to visit in Europe but it didn’t look like I might get there anytime soon.
It’s kind of in the middle of nowhere and not many travelers seem to visit Chisinau or the whole country.
But when my flights to the Balkans were canceled and I found myself with a free week in August I’ve thought this might be the time to finally go to Moldova and discover all the best things to do in Chisinau!
On the way to visit Chisinau…
I left Chernivtsi, Ukraine – early in the morning.
The distance looked fairly close on the map but the journey in the small bus (known also as marshrutka in Eastern Europe) was supposed to take 7,5 hours.
At times it felt like a nightmare – the bus was packed, I had the worst possible seat (behind the driver with very limited leg space) and the Russian tv shows played loudly from the tv installed inside this tiny machine.
I was trying to focus on the landscape behind the window but it wasn’t easy. Moldova looked so sad, so poor and so uninteresting, I even dare to say boring.
It looked like the time has stopped there