Long time, no update!
Viva Mexico!
I finally decided to follow my heart. I have moved to Mexico in order to reunite with my ex-boyfriend, JC, mentioned in the previous posts. It was a difficult decision, but I jumped into the cold water. I have been through a lot since the move and finally have a moment to write some of it down. Whoooooo it has been an whirlwand of excitement and sometimes an uphill battle with strong 'nortes' (winds) pushing against you.
JC helped me find an apartment that I could have to myself with a bathroom, internet and cable. Sounds pretty nice, right? It was towards the end, but it required some major adjustments. I did not have water pressure...or water...for the first few days, then I had to get used to the barking dogs, night guards blowing whistles and random 'fiestas' at night. Interestingly enough, as the weather got colder, the night noise also decreased.
Once I was getting used to my room...it flooded. NICE! I woke up with water all over the floor. Fortunately, the landlords helped repair it right away. Got to love Mexican customer service, it is quite excellent for the most part.
With time, my room grew on me, especially once all of the little knicks were repaired. I got to know and recognize each of the barking dogs, each with it's own unique 'cuteness' and character. I saw one dog so much that he would follow me wherever I went, whether it was to do laundry, walk to the bus stop, or go to JÇ's home. I felt like he was my own personal body guard. I called him 'Bolito'. There also was 'Bowser'. He was this terrifyingly huge sheep dog that went crazy whenever you passed his gate. At first, I thought he was very intimidating, but once his family started dressing him up with doggy Christmas sweaters and he would howl like a puppy all day, he did not seem so scary...even though the gate between us was much preferred.
I also got to know my block, the neighborhood 'mini-super' and the 'lavanderia' where the owner was one of the smartest people I talked to. He would discuss religion, global warming and history with me. I even FAINTED there one day. I fell off the stairs to the laundry place and hit my head on the cement. If it were not for the laundry man, who knows if I would be okay today.
However, this room would only be temporary since it was in Xalapa. JC will be doing medical residency in Mexico City, therefore we are moving to the 'big city'.
RUnning out of time, I am nervous about Mexico City since it is so HUGE. Wish me luck!
