Last weekend, during my stay in Bilbao, I talked to Mikel and his roommate about communication issues and the generally low level of English in the Basque Country and Spain. They gave me a bit of insight in the main educational problems and it became a bit clearer to me where the biggest gaps are. Continue reading
As I had predicted, I’m short on time this week. The last days I had to divide my spare time between schoolwork and my grandparents. They had arrived in Arrasate on Tuesday, so after school Niké and I went to visit them in Hotel Mondragón, where they had booked a room for a few nights. Continue reading
My first Belgian visitors are on their way! No friends or parents yet, no, it are my 80-year-old grandparents that have jumped in their car and have driven all the way from Belgium to here. Continue reading
In the afternoon, Koen and myself tried out a local sport called pelota. You hit a ball against a wall, and hope your opponent can’t hit it back. Pretty simple, no? Continue reading
Hanging out in bars and mingle with the locals has its advantages. Last Saturday night two Basques from Bergara invited Michael and me to play some pelota with them. Continue reading
I’ve thought about some ways to start this blog without having you all thinking that we don’t do anything else but partying and shopping, but alas, I have to be honest: we went to Vitoria-Gasteiz again yesterday! Together with Corine and Tiina – two other Erasmus students – Niké and I went on a typical girly shoe hunt, which we completed successfully. Continue reading
Picking up where I left off last time, I’m glad to inform you that not only the people, the food and the environment are worth our while, but the nightlife and partying spirit of the Basques are to brag about too! Continue reading
First impressions, the sequel!
Yes, I’ve learned some Basque words this week and thought it would be appropriate to address you all in Basque by wishing you a good evening. Continue reading
When I was 15 years old, I went to a summercamp in Switzerland. There we had to hike a lot in the The Alps, and I didn’t like it at all. After those ten awful days I promised myself I would never go to a mountainous place again. But now, seven years later I am so happy I that I recalled that decision and chose The Basque Country as my Erasmus destination. I’ve been here for a week now, and I live with four friends in an apartment in Bergara.