So I have my homestay business to attend to. I am living with a single mother named Renata and her 3 year old son, whom I have other names for other than his own. Although he is getting better, Benj needs to learn the word "Ne" to not come from his own mouth. End of story.
But it's been nice, she's a wonderful cook and although she cannot speak english too well, we still manage to get along nicely. The one problem has been that they go to bed quite early but I've been sick so it's been a blessing, really. I'm learning to live without internets and to savor quiet time.
Talked to Sean and my parents on Skype. It's weird, I feel more detached from the world being in a metropolis than I have been in the jungle. It's harder to get into contact here I feel like. Maybe it just takes some getting used to and finding the right cafe.
I've been a little loopy since being sick but it's been a great time so far. I really love being in a city and being surrounded by so much to do and see. And even though the language barrier has been somewhat hard, it's been great to NOT hear so much english as a way of sort of slapping America in the face- we're not such a huge super power after all, and not everyone knows our language. So SHUT THE FUCK UP.
And by the way, the food is the tits.
Fin.
THE TRAVEL WHORE
Studying abroad fall of 2008. Prague. Food. Fears. Fashion.
Hoping to find myself, at least.
Hoping to find myself, at least.
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
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