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1519–1522/ 2013-2014

Hello from me- your WAT expert- for the 12th time now.

My last post I dedicated to my friend Tzvetan and his wonderful first time in the US. However, I did not finish the story of his adventures, as they were so many and all so different that presenting them in one post was going to be too much. Not only for me, a sophomore (suffer more), but for all of you, my faithful readers.

I promised that I am going to finish what I started last time, so let me introduce you Tzvetan Romanski..for the second time.

This post is going to be about Ceco’s second (and probably last) time in the US, when he travelled to…wait for it….10 MORE STATES and visited numerous attractions, went on numerous excursions, drank numerous shots of numerous types of alcohol…. And so on.

For his WAT in 2014, Ceco chose the same destination- Denali National Park and Preserve, Alaska. He worked for the same employers- Aramarck and Princess, had basically the same responsibilities, so I am not going to go in depth about this. What comes after his final days in Denali, I believe, is more intriguing.

(Seriously, I am staring at the notes I took during the interview and I really do not know where to start from…)

After they left Denali, Tzvetan and his friend Ralitsa (you remember Ralitsa, right? The girl that was working with him, the one that had the guts to fly with a helicopter and ride on a roller coaster? Yup, that Ralitsa) went to the wonderful state of San Diego. 3 days on the beach on Coronado Island, where Ceco says “The sand was so yellow, at some point I was hallucinating that it was gold” and everything was just so magnifique. They visited the famous zoo- Balboa Park, where several of the biggest museums in the world are positioned.

Then it was time for the notorious  New Orleans– the birthplace of Jazz where it is not very safe to walk the streets alone…at night.  New Orleans Ceco compared to Sofia, giving a really picturesque example of how “it smelled like the garbage cans, in the summer, when they have been under sunlight for the whole day. You can only imagine HOW that smells!” Other than the stinky air they literally had to make their way through, Ceco and Ralitsa had a pretty nice time there. They went on a tour to the gothic cemeteries, to the film set of American Horror Story (the creepy American TV series that for some reason a lot of my friends find super amazing.) Actually, while they were walking around the old neighborhoods in the French part of New Orleans, they stumbled upon a movie shooting of NCIS. Ceco told me that for some time he felt like he was actually in the movie, because everywhere around him people were wearing masks, “shooting” each other, running like crazy..you know..like in a real movie. Aaaaand because you cannot be in New Orleans and not go to a Jazz club, on the last night of their stay, Ralitsa and Ceco went downtown to listen to some real music, drank shots from cuvettes and even took a video of a black woman dancing on the bar and pouring booze over them. His memories of what happened afterwards are pretty blurry ….wonder why….

After their adventures in New Orleans, our travelers went on a journey to Orlando where they spent 8 days. “It was more of a vacation there. We went to so many places that it is hard for me to remember all of them” Ceco says. Despite the fact that during those 8 days, it did not stop raining, they really did manage to go and visit a lot of places First, they started from Epcot Park, which is one of the parks in Disneyland. Number second on their list was Wet and Wild– an Aquapark where Ceco almost drowned. Number third, according to Tzvetan, was the place most worth visiting- Disney’s Magic Kingdom. In fact, by going to this place, he made one of his dreams come true. The park was one of the most crowded ones, people everywhere. Ralitsa and Ceco had a tour on a rollercoaster, for which they waited 2 hours in a queue. After this, it got time for Universal Studios, Orlando where they got on Hogwarts Express and went to Hogsmeade and Hogwarts .

Their time in Orlando flew away real fast and it was Florida’s tuuurn to try and impress our conquerors. Their first destination was Busch Gardens– a place which Ceco defines as “for older people, not so appropriate for children.” Even though their tummies were still feeling dizzy from the last experiences on the rollercoaster, they just had to try the longest rollercoaster in the world. Ceco told me that Ralitsa almost died up there, she was screaming like crazy and he thought she won’t make it. Thank God, they are both still alive, good job, Rali! The next two places they visited were Islands of Adventures where they tried their luck again and hopped on Incredible Hulk’s Roller Coaster and Sea World which was kind of a zoo with a lot of marine animals.

The next 4 days Ceco and Rali spent in MiamiMiami….can I just go there and never come back? Ceco’s most bright memory of those 4 days in Miami was of the storms that hit the islands every night…every single night, no exceptions. He told me it was actually something really beautiful to see, because you could really see the storm coming your way. They went on a cruise around the islands and experienced in person what we all see in Florida’s video clips.

After Miami, our two friends had only one day in Chicago so they were in a bit of a rush, but still got to check out a lot from Chicago. Starting from museums, Millenium Park, the Buckingham Fountain of Married… with Children (the series, you know), ending with (as Ceco described it) The Glass Statue that looked like a bean.

Their next flight got them to West Virginia where they had a friend- a Bulgarian girl, who just got married. She and her husband took good care of them, showed them around, even went together to Kentucky and Ohio where Ceco remembers the sushi..Gosh, that sushi, I will never forget.

The end is near…the end of this veeery loooong, but so amazing journey. Their last destination was Washington DC where they accidentally crashed on a homecoming dance (that is by the way one of MY dreams…) Cute cheerleaders, sexy football players, cheap booze everywhere. After the parade and the party, they ended up in a bar with all the other college students. It looked like I was in the 80s. It was a hippie party, with all the wigs and bright colors, pot and mixed vodka. The sun was just about to set, when they “woke up” in the most famous club in town..which happened to be a gay bar. They spent 2 hours there, “enjoying” a transvestites’ shows while trying to get themselves drunk (again) so that they won’t have to remember all the nudity…

From Washington, Ralitsa and Ceco got on the plane which brought them to Amsterdam….and then to Sofia, Bulgaria.

All in all, Ceco came back with a hand full of…. $70, but with a heart full of ….memories…

And that is what is worth living for.

I have to admit, I really am envious of my friend Ceco, but in the meantime- I am so happy about him. I am happy because most of us go on Work and Travel to make money and spend it on clothes, food and clubs. Ceco did something worth his 4-month-torture. He saw the world. Even though it is just a tiny bit of it…he still saw something. Which one of us can say that for themselves? Not a lot, I can assure you of that. I really wish you, dear readers, that you, one day, will get the chance and will go and see. Will go and explore…and feel the fear to be on top of the world.

I am gonna.

Check out the storify on Twitter…It will help you picture Tzvetan’s adventures better :))

https://storify.com/ViktoriaGeo/year-2-part-2

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V For Vendetta, A For Anonymous

Not many people are usually willing to share some of their deepest emotions, to put their soul out there, where it is vulnerable and everybody can get an insight of it, especially not the way Boyana Atanasova did it. Buuut… there are those people who would share their craziest memories just cause their craziness is what defines them. They are free, have no regrets whatsoever. Such a person I managed to find in the debris of Skaptopara.

Despite the honesty with which this person told HER story, despite the details SHE provided, she decided to stay anonymous (as much as she can stay anonymous because of the video…) So as the story goes on, I am going to be referring to her as Ms. A and probably some other nick names I would figure out later on. Actually, I am not quite sure if “despite” is the exact word to use as most probably BECAUSE of what she told me, is why she wants to stay in the shadows. But nobody said anything about hints…

Ms. A started her story by telling me how she got into the Work and Travel program and how she actually found her job…at a complete accident. She went to a job fair in Sofia, Bulgaria where her initial employer unpleasantly surprised her by telling her that she had to be 21 to work for their company. Basically she “was not their person”. A was so shocked at first, did not what to do, scared that she might end up having no job, thus- all the money she invested in the Work and Travel program would have had gone with the wind. Then, all of a sudden the HR of another company saw her sitting on a chair, with a frustrated look on her face. The woman called her for an interview right away and in the end….instead of going to Alaska, several months later A found herself on the plane to Wisconsin.10527357_813143745376685_5530620480554326974_n

My anonymous “victim” was working for a call center at Mount Olympus Theme Park & Water Park– “a resort for…millions”.  She had to pick up calls, reserve rooms, be at the front desk sometimes. A was living with 2 other girls from AUBG and another girl from Jamaica that “was reading the Bible every day and was probably praying”  for them. In other words, it was Skapto all over again…but even worse. “The contrast that I saw when I first entered my room nearly got me a heart attack. I almost cried…actually, one of my roommates did cry.”  Two bunk beds, four chairs, plastic shelves and nooooo Wi-Fi…. That was what all four of them had to put up with for the whole summer. But despite the “cozy” living conditions, despite the ups and downs, A said that the four months she spent in the US were the best. In fact, not the experience there was so overwhelmingly fascinating, but the people she met were

priceless…so diverse…Jamaicans, Ukrainians, Russians, Americans of course, a lot of Bulgarians… they were the biggest minority.”

Her job at the call center was not her only one, but it was extremely helpful as it was kind of an internship. It taught her marketing skills that no AUBG course can teach her. She was on the field, in the game and had to play all day every day, sometimes up to 14 hours. This she sees as something valuable.  One of the most challenging aspects of her job was not the fact that she had to deal with so many different people, having different issues and demands, but that she had to understand them…them and their accents. She ain’t no racist…but “black women, black guys, have an intriguing way of treating people on the phone.”  In the end she got very good at her job, she was training the new employees and finally felt the appreciation. At some point she “was feeling like a Queen”, feeling like she  “owned that thing.” And that is when she started enjoying it for real.

The second job A found lasted only for half the summer- she had to draw henna tattoos which was something new for her. Then she found a third job. She was “selling pictures of different things that looked like letters and people were really into that, they were inspired by that because it was actually something very original. They were like kids with candy.”

10547586_775719235781750_2780424751036378748_nAnd that is about how much she shared with me about her WORKING EXPERIENCE, because according to her… her jobs is not the thing she finds the most interesting, the most memorable time. It was what was happening after the tiring 12-hour shifts, when she would go back to her “overpriced, disgusting room”, she would go out in the yard, sit around in a circle with people, drink beer, watch the fire burn in front of them and would just have the best time of the day. After one such occasion, though, She-who-must-not-be-named, got herself in trouble.

It all started with her, her boyfriend (yes, she found herself an “American boyfriend-such a cliché, but…yeah” who could “roll a blunt while driving his car”) and a couple of his “retarded friends.”  It was his birthday, music was playing loud, everybody obviously got just a liiiiiiiiittle bit drunk and her, not being 21, not only brought her to Wisconsin, but also got her an underage drinking ticket for $200. The story, however, does not stop here. As the police officers came to see what the fuss was all about, they arrested her and 2 other dudes, put handcuffs on their wrists and threw them in the car as if they were actual criminals. A says that her confrontation with the police was not a big deal, but what happened afterwards was what really got her mad. The police officers were both guys and they were extremely rude to her especially after they realized she was a foreigner. They started making jokes about how she is going to get deported, asking her questions about “how high she was”  to which she responded bravely “160 centimeters, you figure it out on your own how much is that in inches” ….They searched her; they did not even let her go to the restroom because they thought she was “some kind of a terrorist” and that she would try to run away. This was her first clash with Americans who did not like foreigners. Usually, she told me, they were intrigued by them and by the “weird, but cute accent.”

In the end, she was not deported or anything of the sort. So Ms. Underage got her happy ending. She is definitely going to go back to the US because she made good money despite the unpredictably expensive beer she had to pay for and the fine she got for not washing her dishes (yes, the resident assistants there could even fine them for putting their lap top on the bed… bizarreee..)10463979_809616969062696_7843975587062871102_n

A had also the chance to travel a little bit. Her friends rented a car and they went to Chicago for a couple of days, visited Madison, the capital of Wisconsin, and Milwaukee– the biggest city there. So…”it was a good summer after all.”

Ms. A’s advice for all of those who have not yet been arrested in the states is:

“Don’t go with a provided housing and…be aware of Jamaicans”

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