Sunday, March 29, 2009

Drinks, please!


Something that has been noted before but never commented on from my behalf is the amount of alcohol this building consumes daily. Maybe I just missed the "college experience" when I was back at home, and correct me if I'm wrong, but did the students drink EVERY night of the week? Did I miss this?
To me, it is far from a party if it happens every night. Don't get me wrong, it is great fun going out in Wroclaw, but I would really like to come home with my liver intact. And 'no' isn't really an answer in Poland, at least not to drinking, as we've learned from our Polish language course. In colloquial Polish, the word "no" actually means "yes."
But what are we to do? Every night, the party folks come round and try to convince every one to go out to a certain place with them. They are persistent. And if they leave with an English "no" instead of a Polish one, they aren't the most pleased people in the world. They still go out, and you wonder what experiences or fun you'll miss out on that night. If you become one of the crowd that commonly doesn't go out, the number of people you see and talk to on a daily basis begins to dwindle.
This also brings me to the realization of how badly I want alone time. I want to be around everyone here, I love them all. But every one has limits before they just need a little bit of time to themselves. I have had no time to myself in the 7 weeks that I have been here. No mental health days, no peaceful, quiet days to myself in my room, and no completely alone wanderings. Someone always pops up to your room, or you run into someone while you are out. And not that there is anything wrong with that, as I said, I love seeing all the people here, but some days it would be nice to just fade into the background and mill around as a nobody for a while.
Everyone keeps saying, "It's Erasmus, you have to live it up!" But are we living it up if we only experience it in the same way, time after time, through beers and vodkas? I feel that nothing new really happens in this city, everything is actually a secret routine that hides behind the premise that each night is a new adventure.
Maybe it's just me, but I for one would like to see something different. Fun that borders on alcoholism has become far too routine and ritualistic. I guess I'm going to have to start a new wave....

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