Mexico:

Hola…so I just got back from Mexico, well actually a week ago I got back to El Salvador and man has it been hard coming back. I don’t even want to think how much harder it will be coming back here from the States when I go for Christmas.


So if you know anything about me, it’s that I love Mexico! After studying a summer there, I absolutely fell in love with Mexico and had forgotten just how much I loved it. I so should have taken this trip earlier, but better late than never, right? And yeah I still love Mexico. I kind of feel bad saying this, but it’s a million times better than El Salvador. The culture is so much richer, the people are much more friendly, the food is a million times mas rico, the beauty of the country, and the clouds in Mexico are so beautiful. I know clouds are clouds everywhere….but I had forgotten just how much more beautiful they are in Mexico.

So I went to visit my friend Jorge, who I met while I was studying in Queretaro. It was great to see him and his family again…he has such an awesome family. Pretty much I just hung out with Jorge and his family the whole time, which was fine by me. Four days Jorge and I went to the beach in Nuevo Vallarta. I also got to see my host mom and host brother with whom I stayed while I was studying here. It was great to see them as well. Also, my friend Jess from Cincinnati is living and working on co-op in Queretaro so we met up one night in El Centro and chatted. I had a great time and it was so nice to see the people that touched my life in Mexico. I wish I could be doing Peace Corps in Mexico, but the only Peace Corps programs they have in Mexico are business and IT programs.

Anyways, so there was supposed to be a fiesta at the Instituto yesterday with soccer tournaments, rodeo and the President of the Republica, Tony Saca, was gonna come. But it had been raining all night, and the in the morning when we were getting ready to leave it was still pouring. Kids from the school took shelter in front of my house for about 2 hours before we were told that everything had been canceled because of the rain. And water was about to enter my house so I built a little sand wall around the front of my house. But it has been raining for more than 24 hours straight, the power is out and it is so boring. Worse, I washed clothes three days ago but because it’s been raining so much they haven’t dried so I have almost all of my clothes and sheets wet. The streets are all flooded and the road into my town is one giant trench full of water, I didn’t think the bus would be able to pass through it this morning but it did. I am living in a swamp! Yay!


Ok, another tarantula story. So Sunday night I was sitting in my hammock talking on the phone with my sister and I got up to throw something away and there on the wall, above the stove was a huge tarantula! I gasped and my sister asked what was wrong. “There’s a tarantula in my house I’ll have to call you back.” So I take a good look at it, determine there is nothing I can do because it’s huge and if I try to knock it off the wall it’ll just fall on the table and be a disaster, so what do I do? I call my neighbor who lives down the street and had just left about 45 minutes earlier. He answers the phone and asks what’s up. “There’s a tarantula in my house. Can you come and kill it? PLEASE!!!!,” I say. And he says, ”No, I just got into bed and am about ready to go to sleep. Just kill it.”
“I can’t!,” I reply.
“Yes you can.”
“No, I can’t.”
“Use the broom and kill it.”
“I can’t cuz it’s on the wall and it’ll fall on the table.”
“Just leave it there then.”
“Yeah right cuz I’ll be able to sleep knowing there is a ginormous spider on my wall.”
So I really didn’t think he was going to come, but practically on the verge of tears, I ask him one last time to come, and he says, “Oh, alright.”
So he comes over and kills the spider and all these guts spill out everywhere and I’m still freaking out. And he says, “I was debating whether or not to come. I thought: do I not go, make her take care of the spider and thus help her get over her fear. Or will she think I’m a really bad person? Ok, I’ll go.”

And thank god because who knows what I would have done. I mean if it was on the floor I could just sweep it out the door but it was on the wall right above the stove in such an inopportune place.