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Legislative Interns Group 2008

As a student majoring in Political Science at the University of Alaska Southeast, I had the opportunity (and the requirement for graduation) to apply for the Legislative Internship Program that is offered each year in Juneau, Alaska. After being accepted into the program (with a significant amount of stress involved on my part) in September of 2007, I was anxious to start my work as an intern in the Capitol Building.

The course is primarily academic, with an upper-division seminar held every two weeks, and a healthy load of materials on Alaska Politics to be studied from multiple angles. We, as interns, got a chance to compare and contrast the theoretical issues with a practical, hands-on experience of politics in action.

As I found out in the early stages of my practicum, this year’s Legislative Session was to last only 90 days (as opposed to the 120 days in the past) which gave us the privilege of seeing things in motion at a rather fast speed.
With Sarah Palin

The 25th Legislative Session was marked by last year’s corruption scandals, that resulted in three elected officials (from both the Senate and the House) being investigated by FBI and sentenced in federal prison for bribery among other things. Alaska’s current governor, most popular in the United States, Sarah Palin was elected to office mainly through her anti-corruption positions and an agenda for transparent government.

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As I am writing this, there are less than ten days left from this legislative session, and I can say that it has been a blast. I have learned more about Alaska, and the legislative process as a whole than ever before. Furthermore, the seminar (which is not yet over) proved to be one of the hardest classes taken at this university so far. To be frank, this internship was one of the crucial reasons for coming and staying at UAS, and now that I am able to look back at it, it was totally worth it.

Learning about Alaskan politics and handling some issues that I could only read about in the past, made me understand a lot more about the process and the structure of my own government back in Moldova. It seems like (as my PoliSci professor pointed it out) politics is something that could be studied continuously during a lifetime in order to understand it, but could also be described in one word: power. It was amazing to see how this one word influences the building and the personalities involved in creating (not-necessarily-sound) public policy. From insignificant issues (like issuing keys for the building doors) to major ones (i.e. the construction of a natural gas pipeline), it all amounts to one thing: who has more power.

But primarily, I learned that the legislature is run by people. It is a expression of people’s qualities and shortcomings, and their abilities to compromise. The end of the session seems to magnify those traits, making it a good time for personalities to manifest themselves.

Notes on Hawaii (1)

South Point, Hawaii. Green Sands Beach

After having celebrated New Year’s Eve in New York last year, with confetti and atmosphere, this New Year’s celebration has caught me on a remote island in the Pacific. So instead of the giant skyscrapers and the Statue of Liberty, I was surrounded by the palm trees and exotic beaches of Hawaii.

I got off the plane, and automatically expecting the Hawaiian welcoming with flower necklaces, it was a little disappointing to find out that they don’t do that for everybody. So remember this: whatever you’ve seen on movies is not real. Maybe if you’re traveling First Class they might, but if you’re a regular old folk from Juneau, Alaska you won’t get flower necklaces. Darn…

The moment you step off the plane (and after you are disappointed by the lack of the flower necklaces), you feel two things very prominently. The first one is the very humid air that gets high in the 80’s F (26 C) in the month of December. It wraps around you immediately and doesn’t let go of you until you leave the island.

The second thing you feel on the Big Island of Hawaii is the feeling of separation. Even though Hawaii is the 50th (youngest) state of the US, it still feels like it is on its own, the mentality of the local Americans being very different than that of those from the “Mainland” (a term that has an equivalent in Alaska: “Down-South.” Usually used with pride by Alaskans, because of the individuality that it gives them. I am suspecting that it is a very similar situation with the Hawaiians in relationship to their “Mainland”).

The impression that I got about the people on the island was that everything is laid back, everybody is enjoying life, almost as if the sun has made them be more aware of their own nerves (and mood) and don’t really worry about much. Of course, they have regular lives, jobs and stresses, but they seemed a bit more relaxed than anyone I ever met. It might be an Island thing.

Other than the hot air, there is the beauty of the natural surroundings that Hawaii can offer. From chameleons to sea-turtles, and from volcanoes to the Pacific Ocean, they give it a splendor that leaves the oh-so-dreaded tourist with an impression of excellence and memories that will be cherished forever.

Celebrating Christmas under a “Palm-Christmas Tree” was most exciting, and I can definitely say that it has been the hottest Winter Holiday that I have ever had.

Turkey 2007

Scuba diving in Turkey

The trip to Turkey was a total success. My aunt and I have arrived at the Antalya airport with our bags full of bronzer, t-shirts and hopes for a good vacation. The Turkish van driver was dead asleep, and the name of our travel agency on the side of the van was the only clue that he was expecting us. After some unsuccessful attempts to start a conversation with him, we realized that he spoke nothing except Turkish. He made some articulate moves and yelled something towards a slowly approaching figure wearing a white shirt with an orange tie. That was our guide. Thankfully, he spoke Russian, and we were assured that everything was fine, and we were to depart to our hotel shortly.

About an hour and 60 miles later, we finally arrived to our hotel. I stepped out of the van, trying to find something to get a hold of: the Turks obviously thrive over speed, and traffic lights are just “suggestions” and it is not mandatory to stop at a red light. I thought I was going to die. My aunt, still laughing at me, tipped the driver and the guide, and we were ready to check in.

Swimming Pool The hotel seemed enormous. I knew it would be a 5-star hotel, but this was way better than I imagined. It was built in an Arabesque style, with a sense of noble grandeur and it gave a sense of tradition even though it opened last April. Food and drinks were all included in the “package,” several pools belonging to the hotel, and the Mediterranean about 50 feet away were all-too-good to be true. The very first day of our stay there, we checked where everything was and what other goodies the hotel offered.

We signed up for scuba diving on a Sunday. It was fantastic, even though in the beginning I was scared to death, and it took a great amount of self-control and the individual help of an instructor to get me past the first 5 meters of our dive. I realized that I am more afraid of depth than of height, even though that is debatable. After I got accustomed with the sense like that of (I imagine) walking on the moon, I felt more relaxed, and I enjoyed it thoroughly. My aunt felt the same way, and we would have done it again, but it was time to go back to the hotel.

Turkish Flag I feel recharged, and I think it will be awesome to do that again sometime. We left Turkey with good impressions, even though the hotel staff wasn’t very friendly and/or helpful at times, but it is the good things of our trip that will be remembered.

Moldova 2007

Map of Moldova

My flights to Moldova went just fine, with some minor inconveniences that haven’t affected me that much. One of them was spending 13 hours in the Seattle airport, without having the privilege to fall asleep. Anxiety has kept me wide awake throughout the night.

Just as I had predicted, I forgot an external hard drive that contains all of my music. I get paranoid about things like these simply because I have had bad experiences with my iPod and I am afraid that it will crash on me when I least expect it. I’ll keep my fingers crossed.

My family and some of the closest friends met me at the airport in Chisinau, and I felt relieved. It feels nice to be home, even though I miss some close people that are not here.

The weather is hot…

No, let me do that again:

The weather is HOT!!! Way hotter than I expected. To give an approximate idea, right now (11 a.m.), my thermometer outside is showing 35 degrees C (which is about 95 F) in the shade. I loved it the first days when I arrived, but now, it is getting on my nerves, as it is almost affecting my abilities to type. It truly is too hot. Yesterday it got up to 45 C in the afternoon (113 F) and the prognostics are not very optimistic.

Next day I took my brother, my cousin and my aunt, and we drove north to my grandmother whom I missed a lot and who made my favorite dishes and baked some ‘placinte’ with cheese. It was niice. We spent some days there, and then we drove back.

I met with some friends, went to a cafй and spent a full day drinking coffee, beer and what not. It is the kind of social atmosphere that I miss most when I am in Juneau, where one cannot sit at a terrace somewhere outside with music in the background and fresh espresso because of the constant rain. It feels like home.

I must go and start packing again though, as I am leaving to Turkey in a couple of days. My aunt is taking me on the Turkish coast of the Mediterranean for one week as a ‘welcome home’ present.

 La doar 9 zile pana la decolarea acasa, ma simt deja putin dezamagit. Am impresia ca cele doua luni care le voi petrece in apropierea celor dragi vor trece prea repede ca sa reusesc macar sa-i vad.

 In acelasi timp, simt deja nelinistea si fiorii dinnainte de plecare. Ma gandesc la pregatirea bagajelor si sunt sigur ca voi uita ceva foarte important. Parca vad cum, in drum spre casa, imi voi aminti de acel lucru indispensabil unei calatorii linistite spre Moldova la care ma voi gandi pe tot parcursul drumului (zborului?).

 Cum se intampla de obicei insa, atata timp cat pasaportul, biletele si documentele necesare sunt cu mine, toate celelalte sunt doar bonusuri. Totul va reveni la normal cand imi voi revedea in sfarsit parintii, prietenii si fratele cel smecher, talentat si destept. Pana atunci insa mai am de numarat cateva zile, si de lamurit cateva chestii de ultima ora.

 Aici abia astazi incepe vara, in cea mai lunga zi a anului. Zi care de fapt se prelungeste peste 24 de ore daca e sa ne luam dupa prezenta soarelui pe cerul innourat. Abia pe la ora 23:30 se va intuneca putin, pentru ca sa rasara inapoi peste cateva ore. “Noaptea” astfel se compune din “seara” si “dimineata” iar trecerea dintre cele doua etape nu este despartita de ceea ce numim noi “intuneric.”

 Asadar, zilele albe ma acompaniaza si ma petrec in aceasta numaratoare inversa pana la plecare impreuna cu corabiile pline de turisti (majoritatea americani din alte state, care pun intrebari de genul “Primiti dolari americani?” si carora iti vine sa le raspunzi “Nu, sir, noi primim doar blani de foca si untura de ursi polari.”).

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