{"id":1799,"date":"2013-03-27T14:01:46","date_gmt":"2013-03-27T13:01:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kosma.pl\/diaries\/2013\/03\/27\/valencia\/"},"modified":"2016-03-08T07:31:47","modified_gmt":"2016-03-08T06:31:47","slug":"valencia","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kosma.pl\/diaries\/2013\/03\/27\/valencia\/","title":{"rendered":"Valencia"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>Written a few hours ago.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>As promised, I&rsquo;m sitting on the bus to Madrid without any internet access, and at last I share my few thoughts about Valencia and Spain in general.<\/p>\n<p>The place is wonderful. I&rsquo;ve been in Spain before, but only now I realized how beautiful it is. I grew up in Poland, which &#8211; as crazy as it sounds &#8211; has basically <em>no<\/em> buildings older than, say, 150 years. Boy, things are different here. Not only it&rsquo;s nothing special to live in a house over one hundred years old &#8211; more than that, those old houses still retain most of the original decor. Somehow even though the new buildings are modern, yet still have that nice touch of tradition; and although many of them don&rsquo;t blend in perfectly &#8211; glass &amp; metal monsters are hard to get rid of completely &#8211; there&rsquo;s much less discrepancy between the old and the new.<\/p>\n<p>Enough about architecture. What impressed me most is a different matter: the way people live here. Everything &#8211; and I do mean everything &#8211; is there to make life more comfortable. It&rsquo;s a completely different level than what I&rsquo;ve seen in Poland. It feels like a different thought process &#8211; people are put first, and solutions and rules second. For example:<\/p>\n<ol>\n<li>People need green areas for recreation. Let&rsquo;s make many parks.<\/li>\n<li>Parks should be clean, so let&rsquo;s forbid dogs there.<\/li>\n<li>Dogs need to, ehm, do the dog business &#8211; so let&rsquo;s make designated areas for this purpose.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p>Another example: Metro tickets. The tariff is so simple I could understand it with one look. It has to be simple because it&rsquo;s meant to serve people. Compare this to Wroc\u0142aw, which has three different types of tickets (depending on zone &amp; time of day), single-use tickets, short-term, long-term&hellip; also, the metro card can be bought in a vending machine at every station. How could it be otherwise?<\/p>\n<p>Despite all the attempts to make life easier there are almost no signs, marks, or arrows. This made me nervous at first &#8211; I&rsquo;m so used to being guided &#8211; and then I realized there&rsquo;s no need for them. A society is co-regulating most of the time &#8211; which also means people attain their goals by cooperation. If you want to survive in a new land, you just watch the locals and follow them. The net result may be the same as reading instructions and using GPS, but cooperation has a tremendously important side effect: it improves human connection. I was a complete stranger when and I arrived, and after just a few days I started to feel a connection with those people &#8211; even though I don&rsquo;t speak their language at all.<\/p>\n<p>Speaking of connection &#8211; there houses are built so close to each other that it&rsquo;s impossible no to be in contact with your neighbors. No wonder there&rsquo;s no violence on the streets &#8211; with this amount of closeness on so many different levels, it&rsquo;s hard to be angry or jealous.<\/p>\n<p>If you want to travel to Spain, one thing to keep in mind is that people don&rsquo;t speak English here. There are exceptions, of course &#8211; but the majority don&rsquo;t. It takes some time to get used to it, lots of empathy to communicate despite this barrier, and a bit of persistence to learn enough basics to be able to order beer and tapas without confusion or embarrassment &#8211; but you do get used to it. Spanish is easy to learn &#8211; especially if you know English (because of vocabulary) and some Slavic language (so that you won&rsquo;t be intimidated by conjugation and noun genders).<\/p>\n<p>Nothing is perfect, of course. Because of the climate, Spain has a very distinct rhythm of life &#8211; if you are used to stores and restaurants being open all day, prepare for a big shock. After a week in Valencia I still haven&rsquo;t quite grasped the rules: theoretically, work hours are 9-13 + 15-19 for stores and 12-14 + 20-23 for restaurants. In practice, each one is a bit different. My friend Taras (who also hosted me during this week) summed it up nicely: <em>if you decide to live in Spain, you have to become Spanish.<\/em> The rules of life are well-proven here, and straying from them means a bit of discomfort as you go shopping and realize stores are closed, or want to meet up with your friends at an hour they&rsquo;re not available. Not to mention that going outside during siesta hours on summers isn&rsquo;t the smartest thing to do &#8211; it&rsquo;s just too hot.<\/p>\n<p>Valencia is a tremendously beautiful place, one that I will surely miss. But it&rsquo;s not a place where I could live &#8211; not without major lifestyle changes.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Written a few hours ago. As promised, I&rsquo;m sitting on the bus to Madrid without any internet access, and at last I share my few thoughts about Valencia and Spain in general. The place is wonderful. I&rsquo;ve been in Spain before, but only now I realized how beautiful it is. I grew up in Poland, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[237],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1799","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-journals"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kosma.pl\/diaries\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1799","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kosma.pl\/diaries\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kosma.pl\/diaries\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kosma.pl\/diaries\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kosma.pl\/diaries\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1799"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/kosma.pl\/diaries\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1799\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2212,"href":"https:\/\/kosma.pl\/diaries\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1799\/revisions\/2212"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kosma.pl\/diaries\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1799"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kosma.pl\/diaries\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1799"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kosma.pl\/diaries\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1799"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}