Thursday, September 28, 2006

Foreigner

You know that you have been away from home too long when you can’t find your way in the city centre and don’t remember where things are. Some memories, however, are so deep inside, that you find your way around intuitively, without understanding why you still remember things.

Yet, there are too many places, streets, new bars and clubs, celebrities, politicians, which I don’t know anything about. At times, I feel, well, not exactly like a foreigner, but as if I had just come from a very remote countryside to the capital city. Except that the other day, a girl at the cash-desk in a supermarket turned to me in English (very unusual for Estonia). That’s when I felt really out of place.

1 Comments:

Blogger Nino Kemoklidze said...

i know exactly how you feel kristi..God knows how many times i've felt the same thing..no, people don't talk to me in english but they talk to me as if i belong to some sort of different 'caste'..so sad to feel like an outsider in my own country but i'm not giving up and i'm continuing to search for a place to fit in in other parts of the world..i should come and live in estonia for a while.. :)

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