Meeting Peru again!

I arrived to the airport almost running from the airplane to the migrations and from there to the exit. I couldn’t wait to see m family again… I got to the hall and waited 20 minutes for my parents to find me (if I believe them as they said they arrived on time) and that was my welcome back to Peru.

In the car while going home, I couldn’t stop monopolizing the conversation and tell my parents everything I lived in 45 minutes … I arrived home and there my nona (grandma Dona) and the rest of family were running to give me a long-lasting (almost seems like forever) hugs.

Regardless the time difference, I opened my suitcases and showed the last annual report and the different publications of my team… I mean its different to explain them things in detail and the story behind each picture and article face to face, and of course for them understand and be able to ask question, since it seems my email updates didn’t give them the complete picture of what I was doing… I noticed when my dad said “ So... you were leading the AIESEC in the AIESEC International?” and my grandma almost breaking into tears when seeing her daughter in the magazines…

I was astonished to see our house-bar almost full with souvenirs from everywhere. It seems that during my absence, somehow my family became more aieseckers than when I was even part of AIESEC in Peru. They hosted almost every single trainee and the LC call them for different things. I mean what on earth was the MCP doing in my house for 2 months, sleeping in my room? Don’t get me wrong he is more than welcome but I don’t know how it happened.

Next thing to do was obviously recover my Peruvian network of friends, so I went with my little sister to Claro? (the mobile company was called TIM before, when did it happened?) I probably never will be back at that store especially because I fell in the middle of it when playing with my sister’s wheelchair.

My mum and I went to Ripley which was a trip to see how different the fashion is here and buy and perfume for my dad since I forgot his present in NL. (Yes, I told him I brought it from Europe)

I came to the University yesterday, and its so weird to be back again. I don’t feel as comfortable as before in there, especially since I know nobody, and I am discovering almost nothing new. I don’t want to be the annoying students who believe they know everything and always talked and talked, so I decided to draw in my notebook my favourites painting with a beach, sun and little fish jumping in it.

I feel a bit annoyed by some details of the country people not being treated with respect, people arriving late and transportation doing whatever they want… I feel almost like praying when get in those “Combis” I will get my driver license this week for sure!
But, despite of everything, I feel Happy to be here and I am trying to remain myself understanding but also contributing to improve my surrounding as much as possible.
I am happy to be a Peruvian with all that experience and I am enjoying re-learning my life here!

I miss my AI team, and I bring them back every time I tell a story… trying for them to feel what I felt, and I things it works!

Ending episodes

It seems not only we are about to leave the office soon but everything around us is also getting to the end. The last season of Sex and the City, the Undomestic goodness book, the hot summer… finally, etc. There are many remarkable things I will remember about this year and this weekend sailing on the boat with direction to the wind with my team was definitely one of those memories that will stay forever in my mind.

Last goodbyes; A month ago already introducing my dearest successor to our partners, and remembering my state at the moment I was being introduced last year with some comfortable uncertainty and a lot of expectations. Half term after the partnerships goals achieved, I can also be very proud and grateful of dancing with ne of my partner champion in a disco after a day meeting, or drinking in a bar after a long IC day, or cheering with some champagne after signing a contract or simply enjoying a mentorship conversation with the HR director of this or that company sharing her/ his personal view about the business and her/ his career development. Truly inspiring and truly surprising for a girl coming from the formal latin business environment. Would that be European business environment AI's approach or my very deep inside personal approach?

One of the things I take with me is the people. In 20 years from now it will not matter anymore if I managed to get 200 thousand euros signing a partnership or if the account grew at the end of the term of even if everyone achieved their weekly priorities... what I will take with me are those inspiring meaningful people I’ve met throughout all those years in AIESEC. Those who are the ones I want t see being part of my future as they shape my present and the person I am right now.

I am leaving "my AIESEC" with a wind of satisfaction closing an episode and opening an even bigger book as a product of my previous reading taking with me the writters.

Emotional football

My first complete football games watched as a result of the curiosity and excitement created around the world cup, but of course for someone as me who doesn’t know much about football, it was certainly very emotional. Lets compare it to a show on TV: the characters; the good guys, the bad guys, the cheaters, the nobles, the immature, the aggressive, the leader, etc. And the strategy: team attack, individual approach, taking revenge. Of course, its not really important the skills of the player more than the background of his previous strategies and approaches that describe him as the character to play in the game. Three games were watched in Hofdijk with the biggest football fans; Frantanu and the rest of the AI team.
- Going back to the stone-age: Netherlands vs Portugal. Describes as such by some dutch friends and ending in 15 yellow cards as an output
- Requiem for a dream: Ukraine vs Italy playing and us watching the frustration a world champion fighting for their team to win while loosing his shine.
- Stop the mum’s jokes: France vs Italy – the big final between France and Italy. The best French layer lost his mind while listening to a very bad (or should I say good? Mum’s joke) meaning the end of the game for France I have to say I definitely enjoyed watching the three first games I have and do it with a crew of 20 crazy fans with different perspectives and passions around the sport that get together thousand of crowds….or after all get them separate?