Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Romanian Hospitality

I've gone on at least 6 home visits since being here in Romania. One of those home visits was when I did my very first real intake interview. I was nervous but I figured since I don't speak the language if I made a mistake my supervisor/translator would reword the question for me. But of course it turns out that the woman understands English, she just doesn't speak it, so the translator was completely for me. But I think it went pretty well considering it was my first time being the primary interviewer. But I've found while going on these home visits that Romanian people feel as though the weren't very good hosts if you haven't had, at least, something to drink. So while in Romania I've had more cups of coffee than I've had in my entire life-which isn't saying much since I've only had 3 full cups. It's sort of growing on me, it's not terrible if you put a lot of sugar in it. I've also had some sort of pear nectar juice and pink grapefruit soda. Since I never know what's going on at the home visit anyway-I can pick up a few words here and there but not enough to get the whole conversation- I usually don't know I'm being offered something until it's put in front of me. Then I sort of feel as though I have to drink it. But again, lots of sugar in the coffee has helped and the pear nectar and pink grapefruit weren't that bad.

1 comment:

jdjones said...

Something I've noticed through the years is that it seems to be a uniquely American idea to actually offer such hospitality before giving it, and to leave room for a denial, or even to give a denial for that matter.