My OperaFirst impressions on Riga
Friday, August 11, 2006 2:06:22 PM
I arrived here yesterday evening little bit before eight (well, actually, around seven but that's another story). First thing I see, is this statue of woman from behind. I walk over a bridge in a lovely park, the air is gentle and there are people chilling out everywhere in the park. Beautiful first impression.
My host brings me to her home. She has a _room_ just for me. I get to use her toothpaste. Her roommate makes breakfast for me. How do I survive all this hospitality? I don't know if it is brain damage in me or if it has something to do with being a finnish person. Maybe we are all brought up to be too selfdepended(is that a real word?). Not asking or accepting help, not wanting to inconvenience other people. And at the same time I'm thinking of what kind of a hostess I am to other people. Why is it so difficult to accept those same things from others, that I offer them willingly? Must be a brain damage.
Maybe I should just learn to shut up and smile and say thank you.
My host brings me to her home. She has a _room_ just for me. I get to use her toothpaste. Her roommate makes breakfast for me. How do I survive all this hospitality? I don't know if it is brain damage in me or if it has something to do with being a finnish person. Maybe we are all brought up to be too selfdepended(is that a real word?). Not asking or accepting help, not wanting to inconvenience other people. And at the same time I'm thinking of what kind of a hostess I am to other people. Why is it so difficult to accept those same things from others, that I offer them willingly? Must be a brain damage.
Maybe I should just learn to shut up and smile and say thank you.
