It’s been a month now since classes stared – and what a roller coaster it’s been. Feeling better lately since I’ve slept a bit better. Despite the amazing new mattress I’m still having trouble sleeping some and I’m just not my full self without a good nights sleep.
I stayed in town this weekend and went to two weddings on Saturday. The first one was better because at least I knew people and we could talk. Got to see Veronica (my friend/jewelry maker) and Kimberly (former-host-sister/friend) and obviously saw a lot of my students too. That’s always a bit weird. Imagine your teacher showing up at your cousin’s wedding. Haha but then again pretty much everyone is someone’s cousin so I think they’re used to family and friends and school and home kind of being all mixed up. The mass was sweet, a pretty typical Catholic wedding. I think. It’s hard to focus though when a) everything is in Spanish b) you’re standing in the back surrounded by fellow late-comers trying not to sweat c) there are least 20 babies/children crying/talking/banging etc. There’s no crying room (is that really what it’s called?) like at the church where I grew. We threw rice when they walked out the door and then went to the parent’s house (and by we I mean at least half the town) to eat and socialize. Unlike typical U.S. weddings that are at least ¾ theatrics (professional videographers and catering companies, hired bands and preplanned seating?) this wedding was a big more “tranquilo.” All homemade food (made by my host mom!) served by the family and barely enough seating around every possible edge of the house to fit everyone. The second wedding I went to was a bit more “typical.” The reception was at the “salon” (kind of like a hall that you can rent) with a DJ, pre-decorated tables and a special head table for the wedding party. This one had ridiculously loud music, mediocre food and uncomfortable seats and I didn’t know anyone except my family (it was my host-brother’s girlfriend’s sister’s wedding). Unfortunately I did not get to eat any wedding cake or drink anything other than a few thimbles full of “rompompe” which is basically just eggnog with rum. And I’m not kidding when I say thimbles either… they were the little plastic shot glass that were a ¼ the size of a normal shot class. Who knows?
Needless to say I was pretty exhausted on Sunday and fully enjoyed my day of rest with napping, eating and watching "Community" on my computer. Somethings aren't so different here and I almost forget I'm not home... or am I?
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