First Week of April

Hold up April.

Ok I just blink and there goes another month practically.

I’ve really enjoyed getting into a routine again. I think I am getting back on track in terms of my goals, but of course I get into the swing of things now that my classes for this level are almost over. We have this week off of classes for Holy Week (national holidays).

On Tuesday I went to the gym and completely over did it. The days afterwards I had to reteach myself to move. Walking to the metro and the bus were very painful. I hope to not repeat that in the future.

On Friday I had to give a presentation, but I didn’t have a chance to start working on it until Thursday after I returned from my class with Yolanda. Granted we had a nice evening by going to Tlalpan early, sitting in a park eating our dinner, and then getting some flautas ahogadas. They were delicious. In the states if you ask for flautas, you get these dry logs, but here they are sitting in amazing salsas with fresh cheese sprinkled on top and served with a spoon so you can enjoy the bowl of salsa with the flautas. Ahogadas mean drowned, so they are drowned in yummy salsas. I didn’t get home until after ten and didn’t get started on my presentation until after eleven. (clearly getting back into school mode has been a challenge.) Essentially I only got two hours of sleep, but I woke up on time and still made it to class alive.

Overall it went fine. Of course I worried too much, but not enough to do the work at a decent hour. On Friday after class, I ran some errands and then just went to bed super early. On Saturday, I met up with Yo and Saniego at an art market a few metrobus stops down. It was great, I wished I had more of a chance to look around, but Saniego and Yo were in a hurry to get back up north. We went back to their apartment and Yo and I left Saniego in peace to do his homework. Yo and I walked around Condesa for quite a while and then we headed back to our respective homes.

On Sunday I joined Marisa and Luis to the wake of their Tía Caro. She was the cousin of my Abuela. We had breakfast and then joined the family for a couple of hours. Most of her kids came in from Canada with the grandkids, but I didn’t really talk with them. I just sat to the side and listened as best as I could since the big breakfast put me into a food coma.

This week I was hoping to go to the Anthropology Museum which is huge and I could probably take a whole week. But then I will be heading to Morelia for my Abuelo’s birthday on Wednesday or Thursday.