Monday, December 15, 2003
The concert time was changed and the museums were closed, so I went to the centro, ate mote con huesillos and maracuya ice cream, and got sunburned. and thought, I really like it here. not a magical city, perhaps, but a predictable one, in a comforting way.
I didn`t really learn salsa, and I wasn`t swept off my feet (for good or bad), but I didn`t fail my classes. I can`t speak spanish, still, but I think I can read it, and sort of write it. thats a start. I got to travel a lot though, for which I`m lucky (and now, very poor:-) as a recent attempt to describe my post graduation plans demonstrates, no passion yet...but a loose idea for a thesis topic. not bad, not bad. pretty darn good.
I didn`t really learn salsa, and I wasn`t swept off my feet (for good or bad), but I didn`t fail my classes. I can`t speak spanish, still, but I think I can read it, and sort of write it. thats a start. I got to travel a lot though, for which I`m lucky (and now, very poor:-) as a recent attempt to describe my post graduation plans demonstrates, no passion yet...but a loose idea for a thesis topic. not bad, not bad. pretty darn good.
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