A Journey Through the Peace Corps (Hopefully)

At the moment, I am working as a TEFL Peace Corps volunteer in a small village in Agdash, Azerbaijan.

Sunday, February 24, 2013

Pictures and Randomness!

So just because I can, here's a few random pictures from my life here, and some commentary on them.

So, 
My host mother's brother was coming back from Russia after 20 years, and during that time, their father had died.  So they threw a (very belated) mourning for the father so his son could attend.  This is a view from the women's room, with food laid out on a runner across the floor, and pillows for people to sit on.

Part of my 1st form class, waving to America.  :)

My host fam knows I like to take pictures, so they usually take me with when they think I might find something interesting.  In this case, it was collecting firewood.  I helped out, and my little host brother took pictures.

A traditional meal that I often get when I go 'guesting' at someones house.  I can never finish all the food they give me.

My host mom and I making dolma, (rice and meat wrapped in grape leaves) and looking at my host brother skeptically as he tries to take a picture.


Part of The Family over at the house.  The Grandmother really likes me, and you can see her telling me to stop taking pictures and come sit down beside her, heh. :)

My Consolidation Cluster, otherwise known as the people I will have to be with if Peace Corps has to evacuate the country.  We had a practice drill that was necessary but very inconvenient.  Though I did get some nice photos.

So yeah, that's what I got.  I'll put up more useful info next time, but this should tide (the 2 or so of you who read this) over until next time.  See ya!

Monday, February 11, 2013

Cause of Death: Not Wearing Slippers

     Let me tell you a little about one of the most interesting cultural fixations Azeri's have; fear of the cold.  I don't mean they are afraid of Winter or of it snowing, no, they are afraid of things like cold water, any food that might be below room temperature, and cold floors, hence the fixation with wearing slippers (or at least socks) in the house at all times, especially in the winter.  In fact, in winter, if you walk around the house barefoot, they pretty much assume you are going to die, cause of death: not wearing slippers!
Proper Azeri slipper-wearing
     Many are convinced that if you get sick, it's because at some point, you got cold.  You ate something cold, or maybe you took two showers that week, and it was too much for your body to handle.  All Peace Corps Volunteers have stories about running into this particular cultural barrier, and we all handle it a bit differently.  My PC neighbour during training was constantly told by her host mother that taking a shower every other day was bad for her health, but she ignored it and just made sure her hair was dry before heading out of the house.  I apparently have been given a waiver to the "cold will kill you' rule, as I have demonstrated repeatedly to my family that I can eat cold things and not keel over.  However, just because I can eat cold things, doesn't mean they can, and one moment that illustrated this perfectly was when I was eating a yogurt cup.  It was cold, fresh out of the fridge, and my family was fine with this, but when my host sister went and got the same yogurt cup and started eating it, she got yelled at for it being too cold.  She had to put it next to the peche (fire) to warm it up before she could eat it.
Certain Death!
     I can actually see where this came from, and it makes sense.  Back in the day, water running through towns and villages was dirty (most Medieval Europeans didn't drink water at all, for the same reason) and if you drank it, you got sick.  But someone figured out that if you made the water hot (boiled it), you didn't get sick.  Probably why tea is so popular.  However, that was carried over to the assumption that it must be the cold that made you ill.  Hence, today, even things like pop and mayo are warmed up before they are consumed, and every Azeri I've seen in the village is wearing multiple layers, a coat, a scarf, a hat, etc.., and they look at me all aghast when I take my coat off 'cause I feel way to warm.  They also think Americans are crazy for drinking water with ice in it.  (ICE! Certain Death Awaits!)  I am planning on eventually doing a basic health presentation in the village, and I think I will bring up the whole 'cold water will kill you' deal, and see what kind of discussion ensues.  Ah, well.  I'm off to tempt fate by taking a shower.  Take Care All! Stay Warm!