All right.
It's most definitely time for another update. I've been adding things to this post for probably weeks, but you guys will never see it if I don't publish it!
Since I'm kind of in a rush to get this--along with a literature post--finished in about a half an hour, it's going to be rather random.
So, these are all little random occurrences and thoughts that I've had that might be semi-amusing or interesting, in no particular order:
-T.S. Eliot's "The Wasteland" and roughly four hours of sleep don't mix well. Although today I'm much more cognizant, I think... That's not to say that Eliot wasn't brilliant, but I think I could write something that randomly abstract on four hours of sleep. :P But seriously, try analyzing it while falling asleep! It was pathetic.
- While we're on the topic of lack of sleep...I have decided that I should talk less when I'm extra-tired. Unfortunately, I tend to talk more...which is why I informed Rachel that I can "cook by ear" and that she should put the dishes in the dryer. (Yeah, I'm confused too.)
- My self-esteem has taken a nose dive after trying on clothes in Walmart in downtown Mexico City a couple weeks ago. The Mexican sizing scale is most depressing... Yeah, extra grande was too small. AHH!!!
- The Spanish adventures continue...let's just hope I'm learning from my mistakes!
- Funny story: I was at the playground with the kids and a little girl came up to me and asked a random question that I totally didn't understand. After I asked her to repeat it and still didn't get it, I told her I didn't know, and she walked away looking as perplexed as I felt. I'm not really sure why I didn't understand, because I later found out, thanks to Carissa, that she'd only asked where I was from. And then I died laughing, because she must have thought I was such a moron for not knowing where I was from!
- Word to the wise: it's easy to confuse horse and hair in Spanish. Well, for me...I'm just special like that. And going up to someone and telling them you like their horse is both confusing and embarrassing. (I'm pretty sure her thought process was something like "Huh?! I don't even HAVE a horse...") I don't intend to repeat that...
- Oh, I have fulfilled a life-long dream. I have always wanted to feel a buzz cut...but my brother's hair has never been cut like that and I've resisted the temptation to go up to a random stranger and ask to feel the top of his head. ("Excuse me sir, your hair looks fuzzy...can I feel it? No, I'm actually a very normal person. No, really! I'm not weird at all! Wait, where are you going??") But, thanks to Matt, I have now officially felt a buzz cut. He's charging now (like 10 pesos per touch), so I had to stop. :P
- On Saturday, I was the stereotypical American tourist, complete with camera, dazed look, excessive pointing, horrendous fantastic Spanish, and souvenir shopping. I feel that I totally lived the part, haha.
-I've started a new facebook photo album--including pictures of our trip to Chapultepec with Jason and Danielle--which you can see here, even if you don't have facebook. (I completely filled the previous album.)
-It's not very comforting to get into a taxi and see the word "borracho" written across the rear-view mirror. Great, not only can he barely see through his mirror, but he's possibly inebriated on top of that?! :P
-When we went to the zoo in Chapultepec, the security guy at the gate was so excited to be able to practice his English on us. Keep in mind that we got there at about 4:30 PM, about a half an hour before closing. He said, very enthusiastically, "Good morning!! Good morning!! Open! Pass! Goodbye!" It was cute (and I was trying not to laugh...and failing).
Moving on...
A while back, I promised to blog a Sunday. About a month ago, I took a bunch of videos and pictures at church but never got them blogged.
So, here's what a Sunday is like (although we don't have the matrimonios class every week, but most Sundays we have people over after church):
On the way to church... (Carissa, me, Rachel, and Vane)
This picture is a failed attempt to show how cram-packed the van can be on the way to and from church. Most Sundays we have people sitting on laps and sitting in the far back...up to around 22 people in the van. It's...cozy. :P
Walking into church...
On the way to church... (Carissa, me, Rachel, and Vane)
This picture is a failed attempt to show how cram-packed the van can be on the way to and from church. Most Sundays we have people sitting on laps and sitting in the far back...up to around 22 people in the van. It's...cozy. :P
Walking into church...
Not pictured: during the last 15 minutes or so of Sunday School, Rachel and I head over and teach (well, Rachel does most of it...I just try to look helpful ;)) the children's choir.
This particular Sunday, the children's choir performed the song we'd been practicing for weeks, "Gracia Admirable."
This video is during the main church service...we're singing "Su Manto Por El Mio."
Mike preaching about truth and lying (girding our loins with the truth, from Ephesians 6).
(Heh, don't mind the siren...welcome to Mexico City? :P)
After church, everyone headed to the Goldfuss house to eat lunch (here, the ladies are making the pambazos).
Memo, teaching the class...can you tell why I have a really hard time understanding him? It's almost dizzying trying to keep up with him!
Anyways, that's basically what a Sunday here is like...catch you all later!