Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Pastele Blajinilor

About a week after Easter there is yet another very important, and very interesting Moldovan tradition; Pastlele Blajinilor. This is a one or two day event (depending on how many cemeteries you have family buried in), when everyone goes to the cemetery to pay respect to their loved ones. I unfortunately missed the huge Easter celebration where the women plan and cook delicious food days in advance, and they paint all their eggs red. I was able to go to the cemetery though and I now am wishing we did something like this in my family.

My host mom and her brother-in-law laying out the offerings in memory of the beloved Vasile Pojoga, who was my host dad's father.


The kids go around to all of the graves and get little treats in memory of that specific person. I even got a nice hand towel and some bread in memory of one of my students' great grand parents.




My host mom as she walks around the grave three times burning a special kind of plant for the deceased.





One of my partner teachers and her family as they visit with friends and family and eat their small feast by the grave sites.



After a lot of waiting and visiting, the priest has finally come to bless the dead.





Pouring out the wine in honor of Vasile Pojoga.

My neighbor Nastea and my host mom.

At the end of it all they give all of their offerings away to friends and family and eat their little picnic feasts.

After the cemetery we were invited for a large "masa" (table feast) in honor a woman's husband who has recently passed away.




Sunday, April 25, 2010

Italy for Easter Vacation

Italy! We have arrived!

We started in Naples

An Easter parade.




Mount Vesuvius. The first Volcano I've ever seen. Very exciting.







My beautiful and amazing aunts whom I love dearly. Corliss and Maria, thank you for making Naples so much fun, you are the greatest.








On to Rome.




Where Ben Hurr raced.

















Quintin, I'm not sure why, but I think you'd like it in Rome. ;)

mmmm, gelato






My cousin Libby with her beautiful hair is one of my heroes.






The Vatican









The Swiss Guards

The beautiful art en-route to see the Sistine Chapel














And we've arrived at the Sistine Chapel..... where you are not aloud to take pictures.