So this week has been a bit different. Thursday started off fine until the atm swallowed my debit card. This led to a 4 1/2 journey with Abu and Ash into Famagusta (not all just walking, we also ate lunch, stopped at Abu's apartment (twice), looked at the birds in a pet shop, and got ice cream) to the bank to be told the atms in Famagusta are handled by the branch in a different city and that I would have to come back next week to get it. This led to me missing my economics class (and a quiz). That night had dinner at a different cafe that I accidentally stumbled upon.
Friday I was invited by the Egyptian President (my roommate Ash) and the Nigerian President to the African Students Award Ceremony. This was an interesting event and I met several new people including two Zimbabweans who spoke perfect English and one of which had given the opening inspirational speech which was quite impressive. Later that night I also saw my professor for my economics class who asked why I had missed class and then informed me that it most likely would not matter and that he would probably be throwing out the quiz due to a large number of students caught cheating.
Saturday I was invited by Firdavs to join in on a picnic. So I got to wake up at 7 am (quite sure a first or maybe second on this island) to meet up with him and take a bus out into the countryside to a place called Konuk. It was an area with a bunch of picnic tables and little chimney like structures at each for cooking and I spent the day relaxing and chatting with Firdavs and his friends. At one point I managed to almost get the majority of the Turks to cry by acting like I did not know what the football jersey (for their favorite Turkish team) and calling it pajamas. Sadly, I forgot my camera.
Friday I was invited by the Egyptian President (my roommate Ash) and the Nigerian President to the African Students Award Ceremony. This was an interesting event and I met several new people including two Zimbabweans who spoke perfect English and one of which had given the opening inspirational speech which was quite impressive. Later that night I also saw my professor for my economics class who asked why I had missed class and then informed me that it most likely would not matter and that he would probably be throwing out the quiz due to a large number of students caught cheating.
Saturday I was invited by Firdavs to join in on a picnic. So I got to wake up at 7 am (quite sure a first or maybe second on this island) to meet up with him and take a bus out into the countryside to a place called Konuk. It was an area with a bunch of picnic tables and little chimney like structures at each for cooking and I spent the day relaxing and chatting with Firdavs and his friends. At one point I managed to almost get the majority of the Turks to cry by acting like I did not know what the football jersey (for their favorite Turkish team) and calling it pajamas. Sadly, I forgot my camera.