Back to being a Mex-pat
So I got in to Guadalajara late last night and have spent most of the day unpacking and exploring my new neighborhood. It's so nice being able to walk to my essential places aka grocery store, work, movies. And will actually save me some pesos (There is a mythological reduced bus fare for students in Guadalajara, everyone talked about it vaguely, but no one, including International Student Affairs, students, teachers, policemen or the tourist office knew where how to access said reduced fare. As far as I could make out, it required going downtown, to a government office, the location and name and actual existence of which were hazy, and talking to "a guy" who would give you a set of tickets in exchange for an unspecified amount of money. You could then show these tickets to the bus drivers and they would let you on the bus, provided you have your student ID, your driver's license, looked like a student, had a few textbooks on you, and had your birth certificate, a blood test and your mother standing behind you swearing to the Virgin of Zapopan that she did in fact give birth to you on the date specified on your ID)
I've been reading too much Bill Bryson.
Anyhow, I'm feeling a bit blue, have several people at home I'm missing and going to through withdrawal of not seeing. And it's all foreign again. Which is okay, but I just got used to being all competent and now I need to readjust my head again.
On the upside, my Spanish has definitely improved, I am sure of that, and I had an adventure in the supermarket that did not involve me confusing a clerk or taking pictures of bread.
I'm missing my friends and my sweetie a lot, I know it will get easier, but the first few days are hard, particularly with no work to distract me yet. So if anyone (dramatic snuffe) is reading this (small violins) I would really appreciate an email or comments (sigh)