Second posting :)
Hey!
I’m back!
Where shall we start?
I really want to capture all the memories of my AI experience, so I think the best would be to start it from the 1st June 2006, when I arrived at Rotterdam, and catch up quickly with the stories.
My arrival (1st June 2006)
I arrived at the Amsterdam Schiphol airport where Ryan and Dey were waiting for me. It was a very exciting and nervous feeling because I was meeting Ryan three months after we said good-bye at IPM, in the Netherlands, and I really didn’t know how to behave, how to great him, especially because Dey was also there. :) And we were expecting Geta and Habib as well – Geta arriving from Japan and Habib from Cameroon.
So, we were waiting….And after a while I noticed that Ryan felt as nervous as me, so it was OK :) and then Dey also noticed that and he decided to go to the other entrance of the airport and ‘look for the others’. :) It was very nice of him…
When we arrived at Rotterdam Centraal Station, Ryan, a real gentleman offered me to carry my suitcase. But then we realized that the wheels were not working, so he had to literally carry 20 KGs it in his hand – and as a real gentleman – holding my hand with his other hand. :) Poor him…. But he is strong! I was proud of him in the same time!!!
Then we arrived at the Transition House – Noordsingel 30 B. I was greeted by the people who lived there and I was introduced to my new room – right next to Ryan’s. :) I was very happy to arrive but I was extremely tired as well.
During the previous two weeks I took over 10 exams and I still had some to go, to be passed during the AI transition period.
Almost all the weight that Ryan was carrying was because of my books and papers that I took from Budapest to Rotterdam so that I can study.
And I was quite disciplined, too, I was studying when I could, I didn’t attend social events but the tiredness was often stronger than me. It was an extremely tough period…
One day I woke up quite early and I started studying before going to the office by 9, but the rest of the people had already left and suddenly I realized that they had locked me in and I didn’t have the keys for the house. First I wanted to call the AI office but I didn’t have the number in my phone… then I wanted to call Dey or Petroula but I only had their numbers in my South African phone, not in the Hungarian one that I was holding in my hands. Then, finally I found the number of the Hungarian MCP mobile phone and I called Tybchee. I knew he had the AI phone number and he could call up the AI office but he didn’t answer. Either he was sleeping or my roaming from the Hungarian mobile phone was not working in the Netherlands…. OK, in my final panic I gave it another try and I sent an sms to Tybchee. And luckily, it worked and he called me back.
When I told him the story, he started to laugh, but then he was very helpful, he called the AI office. Laura picked up the phone, she found it very strange, but she followed the ‘instructions’ and went into the Boardroom to give the following message to the people:
‘The MCP of Hungary called and said that Ildi is locked in the house and she would be very greatful if you could give the key of the house to me so that I can get her out.’ :)But while this story was happening, I found a random key on the table of the living room…. And what a surprise, it was an extra key to the house that I didn’t know about, so I tried it and it worked. I met up with Laura half way between home and the AI office.
I’m back!
Where shall we start?
I really want to capture all the memories of my AI experience, so I think the best would be to start it from the 1st June 2006, when I arrived at Rotterdam, and catch up quickly with the stories.
My arrival (1st June 2006)
I arrived at the Amsterdam Schiphol airport where Ryan and Dey were waiting for me. It was a very exciting and nervous feeling because I was meeting Ryan three months after we said good-bye at IPM, in the Netherlands, and I really didn’t know how to behave, how to great him, especially because Dey was also there. :) And we were expecting Geta and Habib as well – Geta arriving from Japan and Habib from Cameroon.
So, we were waiting….And after a while I noticed that Ryan felt as nervous as me, so it was OK :) and then Dey also noticed that and he decided to go to the other entrance of the airport and ‘look for the others’. :) It was very nice of him…
When we arrived at Rotterdam Centraal Station, Ryan, a real gentleman offered me to carry my suitcase. But then we realized that the wheels were not working, so he had to literally carry 20 KGs it in his hand – and as a real gentleman – holding my hand with his other hand. :) Poor him…. But he is strong! I was proud of him in the same time!!!
Then we arrived at the Transition House – Noordsingel 30 B. I was greeted by the people who lived there and I was introduced to my new room – right next to Ryan’s. :) I was very happy to arrive but I was extremely tired as well.
During the previous two weeks I took over 10 exams and I still had some to go, to be passed during the AI transition period.
Almost all the weight that Ryan was carrying was because of my books and papers that I took from Budapest to Rotterdam so that I can study.
And I was quite disciplined, too, I was studying when I could, I didn’t attend social events but the tiredness was often stronger than me. It was an extremely tough period…
One day I woke up quite early and I started studying before going to the office by 9, but the rest of the people had already left and suddenly I realized that they had locked me in and I didn’t have the keys for the house. First I wanted to call the AI office but I didn’t have the number in my phone… then I wanted to call Dey or Petroula but I only had their numbers in my South African phone, not in the Hungarian one that I was holding in my hands. Then, finally I found the number of the Hungarian MCP mobile phone and I called Tybchee. I knew he had the AI phone number and he could call up the AI office but he didn’t answer. Either he was sleeping or my roaming from the Hungarian mobile phone was not working in the Netherlands…. OK, in my final panic I gave it another try and I sent an sms to Tybchee. And luckily, it worked and he called me back.
When I told him the story, he started to laugh, but then he was very helpful, he called the AI office. Laura picked up the phone, she found it very strange, but she followed the ‘instructions’ and went into the Boardroom to give the following message to the people:
‘The MCP of Hungary called and said that Ildi is locked in the house and she would be very greatful if you could give the key of the house to me so that I can get her out.’ :)But while this story was happening, I found a random key on the table of the living room…. And what a surprise, it was an extra key to the house that I didn’t know about, so I tried it and it worked. I met up with Laura half way between home and the AI office.
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