Suomalainen Unennäkö
Sunday, September 25th, 2005Yet another exciting week went by. Last weekend (the 17. and 18. September) I went on another biking trip in Jyväskylä vicinity. This time I went to the hundred years old forest where supposedly the tallest tree in Finland grows. Never mind the tallest tree as every single piece of information for visitors is in Finnish there. Again, this biking trip wasn’t interesting so much for the destination as it was for the trip itself. And as long as the weather is nice, I’ll be doing these biking trips around Jyväskylä. So yesterday I went to Säynätsalo, Lehtisaari, Muuratsalo and Muurame. (You can do a bit of virtual map exploring yourself over at the Jyväskylän Karttapalvelu.) All three are small towns on islands. And although I’ve been here for a month now and have been actively exploring my still very new environment, I am still fascinated by all the lakes, forests and nature in general. It is amazing how pristine it is. And yes, make sure you check the Suomessa image gallery for some new images from previous and this weekend trips.
As school is supposedly one of the reasons why I am here, I have been attending various lectures during the week. And so far everything has been really relaxed and my schedule really isn’t too packed. It might come as a surprise, but so far the most demanding lectures that I’ve been attending have been the Suomi yksi classes. I have six hours of quite intensive Finnish classes a week which are fun, but the teacher passes on so much information that it is hard to chew and digest it all before the next class. But at least I still have the feeling that I have learnt something new every time I leave that class. My program’s classes so far have been OK, but really nothing special, which means that I am yet to hear something I have not heard or read before.
This past week I have also met a student who was an exchange student in Slovenia. Unfortunately she attended the infamous Faculty of Organisational Sciences or the Kranj Sorbonne as it is known where I used to live. Of course, it did not take her long to figure out that she is visiting the shittiest educational institution on this planet. And imagine this, when she went back to Slovenia to visit her friends a year or so later, the new dean somehow found out about her visit and wanted to meet her so that he could apologize for all the crap she’s been through at that institution. Being smart as she is, she refused to meet him. Anyhow, as there were more interesting things to discuss, we quickly discovered our mutual interest: human-computer interaction and cognitive sciences. She promised she’ll introduce me to the faculty staff in those fields, as I am interested in taking some of their courses. I’m really looking forward to meeting those people.
However, my week was not only about academe. I’ve already mentioned in my last post that I’ve been going to the pool, but now I think that I have actually rediscovered water. This past week I’ve been to the swimming pool twice and have had a blast each time. Yes, I am still learning how to swim, but the progress has been noticeable and I have actually began enjoying it. Yep, I got my swimming goggles and cap, and as simple as those two items are, they make a huge difference in the water. So far I have been working with my swimming instructor on my front crawl, backstroke and breaststroke techniques. If everything goes according to plan, they’ll fill the pool with water for me next week … oops, no, if everything goes according to plan, we’ll begin working on butterfly next week. I’m really looking forward to that.
Now I can also say that I am reaching the point where I left my running at the end of May. Which means that I have not been running regularly for almost three months and am now picking it up again. During my first runs here I could really feel that I have lost my edge, but just two weeks later, I can say with confidence that I’m picking it up where I left it. It’s an incredible feeling. During my runs I see so many active people rollerblading with poles, doing nordic walking or running, cycling, walking or just plain running. Finns really are active and outdoor people and it’s hard not to be once you learn to appreciate what the environment has to offer. So, living an active life here is nothing special, which also means that I just don’t get the stares for running as was the case all too often in Slovenia. The only time people stare a bit is when I go for my regular after-run legs soaks in the nearby lake … well, they’ll get used to that.
Another interesting thing about running is that I have actually already managed to fire up my flatmates and even my swimming instructor about running. I already took them out on their first test runs with me and will be preparing running plans for them soon, which means they will get proper introduction to the sport. As you can imagine I am definitely very excited about that.
As I do spend a lot of time on the roads (as a pedestrian, on my bike and running) there are a few things I have noticed about their driving that truly surprised me. As socially sensitive and civilized as Finns are, their driving is nothing like it (disclaimer: I’ve not yet done any driving here, so I can only relate to the way they behave behind the wheel as a pedestrian). OK, drivers are not as wild and arrogant as they are in Slovenia where you literally have to grow eyes on your back to be safe. But still, for instance, when you want to cross the street, drivers do not stop for you; you as a pedestrian have to patiently wait for the traffic to clear before you can proceed. So it is good that they have developed a quite good system of bike and foot paths.
Of course, I don’t have a TV here, but I’m not really a TV person after all. However, there’s one show I do enjoy very much and really look forward to it every Tuesday. It’s the NerdTV. You don’t have to be a nerd from head to toe to enjoy the show, but there has too be at least a latent geek or nerd in you somewhere to have fun watching it. Maybe you should try it out and let me know if you had fun or not; it could definitely be used as a geek-o-meter. Anyways, I’ve been baking chocolate-chip cookies for those NerdTV screenings for me and my flatmates - well, so far they have enjoyed only cookies and have yet to learn to appreciate NerdTV.
In spite of not spending much time in bed (yes, sleeping at this point can still be regarded as a waste of time, as there are many things to do and try), I did manage to experience my first dream in Finnish. True, the dream was nothing like my dreams in other languages are when I can actively engage in conversation in several languages, but still, I was trying to explain something in Finnish and using probably all the words I know at doing so. I was a bit confused when I woke up, but I finally figured, hey, I must be in Finland.
Pitää hauskaa,
Mladen

