Empezando...

Today was my first day of school. After 17 years of experiencing this feeling as a student, I was sure it would be a breeze. For the most part it was; I met my supervisor and his superior this morning in the historic district of Mexico City and they drove me to the university. They were both extremely friendly and welcoming which made me feel really comfortable even though at this point I still feel that I don't know the first thing about teaching. Both are such interesting people and I am looking forward to working with them and finally being done with the paperwork associated with relocating to a new country.

My work schedule is da bomb diggity (I plan to teach as much outdated slang that I still happen to use to the students in the 7 conversation clubs that I will be holding each week). My schedule includes working Monday and Wednesday afternoons (2-6pm), and Tuesday and Thursday mornings (9am-1pm). I have FRIDAYS OFF. I don't have an official school calendar yet. However, I do know how Mexico likes to roll and being in an extremely Catholic nation means that there will be LOTS of days off and even longer weekends.

I have been using public transportation a lot in the last few days and just wanted to report on pricing. First, there is no organized Metrocard system or benefit for buying trips in bundles this means that I carry a card for the subway, a card for the metrobus, and lots of change at all times. The train costs 3 pesos/25¢ a ride; the really terrifying peseros cost 4 or 5 pesos / 30-35¢ (depending on the distance you go); and my absolute favorite form of transportation, the Metrobús costs a WHOPPING 5 pesos. To be honest I wish that I could take this everywhere. It is so PRACTICAL. The metrobus comes every 90 seconds pretty much and is immune to the heavy traffic. It is unbelievable that the scarily dangerous peseros cost just as much as one of the most modern transportation methods in the world. Unlike the subway, the metrobus is above ground which is very nice after years and years of riding in the sewers of New York City. For a visual representation of terrifying peseros set to the tune of a modern "La Cucaracha" watch this video on youtube.

My eating habits are adapting slowly to Mexican culture - I am having breakfast as usual, but eating huge, multiple course lunches and having just a snack in the evening. It's hard adjusting to this from a lifestyle of eating every 30 minutes but I think I will survive. I am still spending my days thinking about what my next meal will be like. Food is delicious here but that's not news.

To close, I would like to add a picture (for those who hate reading) of a few of us from the ambassador's reception that I hyped up so much. I snagged it from Whitney, one of the other lovely ladies who will be working here in Mexico City. In case anyone was curious, even in Mexico I am still the shortest person in any group that is not grades K-8. To my credit though, everyone in this photo is an American (except, of course, my really Mexican friend Maddy in the red rebozo).

Miss you girls!

Peace love tortas