Sunday, January 29, 2012

El último dia en Oaxaca

Last day huh? Well technically I'm returning for a few days before I head home but I consider this to be the sentimental-last-day. I think the weather agrees - for the first time in 29 days it is cloudy.
What a month it has been. My spanish between the 1st January and 29th has immeasurably improved . From the first night phrase: "I'm so tired, I need to sleep" to where I am now - makes me think I've learnt more in a month than I did all year at uni.

Said adios to the family this morning - although I'll probably drop in and say hi in the few days I have here on the return journey. Nancy - one of the mums - told me Jorgito and Andrea (7 and 5) spent last night crying because Matteo and I were leaving. Matteo suggested kidnapping Andrea because she's just so god damn cute.

Harry and I are off to Puerto Escondido tomorrow for 10 days on the coast. I'm craving some ocean time and hoping my ankle is up to some surfing as well - we will see.

And on a semi-unrelated sidenote, I decided I'm going to try and convince UNSW to get an exchange partner here. At the moment, they only have exchanges in Monterrey (which apparently is really big, quite industrial based and also varies a lot in climate) and Mexico City (too big for my liking.) This trip has really made me reconsider whether I'd rather Spain or Mexico (why not both?) Anyway, don't how well I'll go being only one of UNSW's 40,000 students. I'll try and get Harry onside also - shouldn't be too hard.

Things I'll miss about Oaxaca:

FOOD FOOD FOOD FOOD FOOD FOOD FOOD FOOD FOOD FOOD FOOD
Tlayudas, Plato Mixtos, Empanadas and Memelitas from-that-street-stand-one-block-from-my-house, Breakfast Tortas, Breakfast fruit, Torta stands, Bananas at school
BARD crew
My Mexican family
Joel - our maestro. What a guy!
Octavio - the crazy Tlayuda cook
Roberto - the Salsa teacher (and yes, it is true that at one stage I was "demasiado suave")
Hernesto at Alvaro's
Conversation Hour
Cheap beer - and the knowledge that Corona is, more or less, the worst beer in Mexico
Cheap everything else
The language
The Oaxacan people - such a strong sense of culture in this city
Salsa nights (believe it or not...)
The following phrases "¡Mira!", "¡Esperame!", "¿Quieres jugar?", "¡Más suave!"
Halo with the boys (and the word rookie)
Mezcal
Fireworks
Baresito
Siestas, and of course;
FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD

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