Friday, March 13, 2009

Explaining American things to Belgians


One interesting part of moving here to Belgium is that I've had to explain some American things that I've always taken for granted, or never thought about too deeply.

Back in November, one of the professors had us all over for Thanksgiving - we had turkey and stuffing and cranberry sauce, and it was great. While we were eating, someone around the table looked at John (a fellow New Englander over here) and me and asked us to explain the origin of Thanksgiving. So we started explaining, and realized we were giving the 'pilgrims and indians sat down and were friends' story from the era of hand-outline turkey drawings and paper pilgrim hats.

The other day in lab, we ordered pizza, and one of the secretaries asked me what American pizza was like. After I got the most stark difference out of the way (American pizza is a lot bigger - here, one pizza is for one person) I started sort of rambling about New York vs Chicago pizza and told them about having to mop the grease off of Greek pizza with a napkin (though I didn't make as many grease/Greece puns as I probably should have).

Then of course American idioms are always fun to explain - 'the early bird gets the worm' for example (my labmate: "why do they want a worm?"), or 'catch-22' or 'petered out' (I explained that one to my friend Elseline, and the next day it had morphed in her head into "Jaspered away').

Of course, they've had to explain a lot to me as well, like why the word for "lawyer" and "egg custard" are the same (advocaat - but actually no one could really explain why) or why people always walk into each other on the sidewalk (it's because the sidewalks are narrow, or because people are aggressive, depending on who you ask).

Luckily when it comes to beer we all speak the same language (being "Chimay alsjeblieft"), and no one's asked me to explain NASCAR yet.

Monday, March 9, 2009

Our Begijnhof

Here are some sunny pictures from around the Groot Begijnhof, where we live:


This is the outside of our apartment.


This, too, is right outside our place.




Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Ink tube?

We've started taking a Flemish class, and we've been practicing with gusto ("Ik kom uit Boston! Ik woon in Leuven, waar woon jij?" "Alsjeblieft, alsjeblieft, alsjeblieft" etc).

Each class is two hours, and we get a 10-minute break in the middle of each class, so we've been doing a little socializing too. Aaron and I are the only Americans out of about 25 students, and here are some of the questions we were asked at break today:

"Why do the political parties have colors?"

"What do you call the tube in the middle of a ball point pen with the ink in it?"

"America is very politically correct; if a man holds a door for a woman, will he get yelled at or sued?"

We also learned that in Russia, roller coasters are called "American mountains" while in Spain they are called "Russian mountains" Moreover, in Russia, the word for "uranium tube" and the word for "tube in the middle of a ball point pen that holds ink" are in fact the same word (upon learning this, I did not crack any cold war jokes, but it took a lot of willpower).

In Australia, are they Spanish Mountains?

Sunday, February 15, 2009

bug in google translate

For some reason, google translates "nederlands" the Dutch word for "Dutch," to "English..."

My contributions so far have not changed anything.

I guess they're still working the bugs out.

It's just as well - I'm already noticing that I'm less dependent on google translate. I just began a class a week ago, but just being in an immersion class lets you pick up on (simple, slowly spoken) conversations and a lot of written material.

Monday, February 2, 2009

garderobe defect

The heartbeat of America.

Sadly, this year Katie and I aren't enjoying the Super Bowl in the company of friends who care more about football than us. There is a university holiday tomorrow, so in theory we could stay up until 5:00 AM watching at a bar, but honestly, without the friends (and chicken wings) ... meh.

We have been able to track Super Bowl's prestige on Google trends, though.

The top 100 searches on google now. Mmmm... chicken wings.

Looking at the peaks for searches for the term "Super Bowl" over the past four years (screenshot up top), notice the huge surge around 2004. Perhaps the game was 4X more interesting that year, but Katie's probably right that the peak related more to Janet Jackson's wardrobe malfunction.




Alas we'll have to live memorable moments in American popular media history from afar, days after they happen, via web-clips.