Two more weeks have passed and it feels time for an update. Not anything too exciting to share, but some small events have taken place...
One Saturday night I went to a bar to celebrate the birthday of a student. It was a really fun evening - there was a live "banda" band (the national music of Mexico) and I learned some simple dance moves. Bars here are funny though - in the early evening they start off like any bar in the USA: with good music and people sitting, drinking, and talking. Then as it gets into the late evening - they transform into a club: people get up and start dancing all around their tables. The funny thing though, is that all that dancing is illegal! Every once in awhile, the "bar inspector" police come and if they see people dancing, the bar receives a fine (since technically only clubs allow dancing). When this happens, the bar staff make everyone sit down and wait until after the police leave to start dancing again. It's something I still haven't quite gotten used to, but I just accept Mexico for what it is!
In other late-night, music news, a mariachi player who insisted on accompanying me home one night has finally stopped calling my cell-phone. I should never have given him my number in the first place, but felt it was the least I could do after he kindly walked me home at night. After ten calls to my cell in one evening, I realized my mistake...ha! At least he appears to have gotten the "I'm not interested in you" message and hasn't tried serenading me from the street or anything.
I've started to take some private cooking classes! One of my students is a chef and so far we've had two private lessons in my house. The first week we made cheese-stuffed peppers (chiles rellenos) and today we made chilaquiles (tortilla chips drowned in a spicy green salsa and topped with cream and cheese. Mmm... (Mom, dad, Paul, and Joe - you will get to try it for yourselves soon!)
Last Friday was also Teacher's Day here in Mexico. My employer, Boston Academy, had a nice brunch at Grant's Restaurant (think upscale international buffet) to thank the teachers and even gave away some nice prizes. Since I have not been here very long, my name was placed in the least cool prize category and I ended up with a USB drive. Other teachers got a DVD player and digital camera! Jealous!
Last Sunday I also went to the birthday party of a fellow teacher, Maricoco (her name literally translates as "Mary Coconut" !) She lives on a street in a subdivision where all the tiny houses look exactly the same - unless you decide to paint yours a bright blue, purple, green, yellow, orange, etc... It was nice to relax with some other teachers and eat pozole - a yummy chicken and corn soup.
What wasn't so nice about the party was that we were sitting outside in stifling heat, eating soup that was hotter than the temperature. But you can't get between Mexicans and their beloved pozole - even when temperatures rise into the high 80s and low 90s daily.
Just under 3 weeks left for me in Mexico. How quickly the time passed...I'm going to be very sad to leave some great friends I've made...