Dia Numero 7

¿Que honda vieja?
Friday! I am super tired today after going out last night. Steven Spielberg told me I was burning the candle at both ends...he may be right but I feel like I only have 1 month here and I want to experience as much as I can! Today was the last day of classes for my friend Andreas. He will be spending several more weeks traveling around Mexico. It is so much more common for Europeans to travel exstensively while they are young than it is in the U.S..."Que Suerte!" Monday new students will arrive and more than likely they will mix the classes up based on the abilities of the new students. We probably won´t have the same "maestros" either. Adios Adrian...jaja! The school has excursions that you can go on each weekend and Katie and I had talked about going to El Tulle which is from what I understand a very large old tree. The school had one planned for Sunday so we decided to sign up and go with a group. We will also visit a market there and eat lunch. I am excited to see some new sights. I am really getting to know my way around the city now. I remember easily where the door to my host family is....it is mixed in with some shop windows that look super similar and Katie and I talked about how we both walked by it a couple times our first few days here. I was going to visit Lalo at his job after school but was surprised when he came to my house. I wasn´t sure who it was when Susi came and told me there was a guy waiting for me outside. My host mother, Eva, was returning home around the same time and looked worried when I told her he was my friend (again, pìercings are totally strange here) I explained we are just friends and he is very nice...she seemed much more at ease after that. I also explained to her that it is much more common in the U.S. and didn´t seem strange to me as I used to have my eyebrow pierced and also have a tattoo. I was happy to see that she was looking out for me but glad to know she wasn´t angry about me going out with him. Unfortunely Lalo brought his friend Hugo again..."el es un boracho!" They had all skipped work and spent the morning drinking "chelas". The work environment here is so much more laid back. They all come home from 2-4 (approximately) for "la comida" and rarely work an 8 hour day. Also, calling in sick or going in late to work is extremely common. Funny that the Mexicans I know in the U.S. all work super hard, more than 8 hours...we went to a bar and had "ron con agua y jugo de manzanas". Later we went to a coffee shop, drank tea and played pool. I tought Lalo how to play because he had never played before. I feel lucky to have had so many experiences and opportunities at home. Possessions and clothing are so much less important here than at home. Not one person has commented on my clothing or noticed my "Coach" purse. It is super refreshing and I know I will feel much more grounded when I return. I do have an appreciation for so many more things that we have in the U.S. that are considered luxuries here! Adios....Besos....Hasta Pronto!