I found my spot. Well two actually. There is a big park in front of a church by my house that will be great for writing as soon as the weather warms up. But I am currently sitting inside a coffee shop that I have absolutely fell in love with. The interior is all red and black and the only lighting comes from the light that pours through the glass walls. The music they play is a combination between BitterSweet and Hooverphonic... but slightly more jazzy. Okay well that was just for that song... ever since they have been playing Frank Sinatra.
The coffee in Mexico is extremely smooth and the mint cappucino I am currently drinking is beyond words to describe.
Tonight we will be going to our first disco. I'm very excited but a bit nervous because I know my moves are nothing to compare to those of hispanics... or any race for that matter. Something good about my location is at night the tables turn in terms of long commutes. Now the students have to come to my neck of the woods where all of the discos are located!
Last night we went to an all you can eat and drink restaurant for only 115 pesos (approx 8 USD). My favorite place thusfar (I say this like I have gone everywhere... DISCLAIMER: I have only been to two bars thusfar) was a Mayan pub. With its dimly lit backyard seating and stray kitten scrounging about for food I felt exactly like I was in a movie.
**Sidenote I just killed a mosquito in midair and it has a butt like a bumble bee but red. Just thought everyone may want to know.
The other day a couple of amigos and I went to grab lunch at a little hole-in-the-wall restaurant. Here they served tacos with meat parts such as tongue, ear, hoof, brain, etc. The two girls we were with were unforutunately not having it so we had to go someplace else. But me and the rest plan to get back ASAP. Kevin said his mother makes grasshopper tacos all of the time and will have me over for dinner next time she makes them. Can't wait! This is going to be just like that scene in Lion King where Simba meets Timon and Pumba and trys the bugs. Hopefully! In my eyes so long as it is edible it is okay to eat. And this is the whole point in traveling isn't it? To try new things, send your senses on new adventures? What doesn't kill me will only make me stronger...
We visited the location where we will be doing our community service last night. It is in a very poor part of Merida where they are rebuilding a building for the community. I have a choice to either teach adults how to use computers or coach a kids soccer team. I am praying I get to do the later!
Some interesting facts:
There is no formal bus system. You wave a bus as if you were a taxi and simply stand up when you want to get off. Some buses are actually vans whose doors swing open and you jump inside and jump out when you get off looking exactly like that of a kidnapping scene. These vans also have no formal route and simply go to the direction they are marked with (example towards the center of town). Needless to say every one of us has been lost for many hours at some point or another, including myself. Mom and Dad--- BLINDFOLDS: It was really fun the other day when I was stranded in a factory part of town without a cellphone.
It is not the tourist season. I have only seen one other white person that was not affiliated with DePaul. They were a couple of students on the bus. Also, barely anyone speaks english here. I suspected some would... but almost nobody does. That being said, my spanish has improved dramatically, but don't expect me to be able to freestyle en espanol anytime soon. In 1 or two weeks my history class will switch over to spanish. Wish me luck.....
Hope everyone is having a great winter:) Time to take my fiesta...
PS. Sorry for all of my typos... I have a new netbook which I am still having trouble getting used to.
As I walked from the internet cafe I walked past an artisan on the side of the road chiseling away at a stone making a Mayan statue and a wild dog helped me cross the street. In Mexico cars have the right of way making if very hard and dangerous to cross the street.
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