There were still several some montsh, weeks, days until our exchange program. And suddently we were stanging in the hall of the train station on Saturday evening and (some of us) we were completely stressed out, more than ever before and we were waiting for our exchange partners. When they arrive my knowledge of English language disappeared - I didn't know how to react, how to use the grammar, I forgot every important word ..
The first evening was weird, not only because of my language blackouts but also because we didn't know what to talk about. Next day we acutally made two separated groups - Czech students and Dutch students and the groups didn't communicate to each other at all. So finally I was really happy when I could go to a cafe with my czech friends in the evening when the Dutch group went to a theater.
Anyway on Tuesday we broke the walls and suddenly there was no problem to talk to anyone regardless of nationality.
Comming back to my normal daily routine was tough. For example when I remembered that the Dutch students knew how to have fun. Me and my friends, we're used to go to a café after school, connect our phones to free wi-fi and have fun by chatting with random people on facebook. We keep complaining about our little town, how boring it is, that we're not old enough, rich enough. Netherlanders did not care. It was raining and it was quite cold however we went to the gazebo in the park, they turned on music and they started dancing. No problem. If there's no entertainment, they make it. And the way they dance .. they don't control themselves, they don't care if someone is watching them, they dance like if they escaped from the mental institution - and they look amazing while doing it! It's the opposite of Czech people who do just some insecure hip swing or they jump with their hands in the air (and that's the top)
Points of interest
Dutch people don't eat bread with butter so when all of them got a baguette for a lunch from their host families, they either threw them away or they complained about the butter.
They found it funny that Czech people wear slippers at home. They walk around the house with their normal shoes.
The first evening was weird, not only because of my language blackouts but also because we didn't know what to talk about. Next day we acutally made two separated groups - Czech students and Dutch students and the groups didn't communicate to each other at all. So finally I was really happy when I could go to a cafe with my czech friends in the evening when the Dutch group went to a theater.
Anyway on Tuesday we broke the walls and suddenly there was no problem to talk to anyone regardless of nationality.
Comming back to my normal daily routine was tough. For example when I remembered that the Dutch students knew how to have fun. Me and my friends, we're used to go to a café after school, connect our phones to free wi-fi and have fun by chatting with random people on facebook. We keep complaining about our little town, how boring it is, that we're not old enough, rich enough. Netherlanders did not care. It was raining and it was quite cold however we went to the gazebo in the park, they turned on music and they started dancing. No problem. If there's no entertainment, they make it. And the way they dance .. they don't control themselves, they don't care if someone is watching them, they dance like if they escaped from the mental institution - and they look amazing while doing it! It's the opposite of Czech people who do just some insecure hip swing or they jump with their hands in the air (and that's the top)
Points of interest
Dutch people don't eat bread with butter so when all of them got a baguette for a lunch from their host families, they either threw them away or they complained about the butter.
They found it funny that Czech people wear slippers at home. They walk around the house with their normal shoes.
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