Every once and a while I get a reality check: oh yeah I’m here and I’m doing this.
This weather is reminding me so much of fall in Connecticut. And my students always ask me about differences of the us and chile and I love talking about that. But it gets me talking about things I miss a lot from the US.
I was walking to “work” otherwise known as my first class of the day, now at 9am instead of 7am thank god, I was late but thinking how my student was always late too, and there was a man, probably chilean next to me, walking to work also. There are probably 200 people on the one block I’m on, either side of the street. And I was amazed, that I no longer feel uncomfortable or lost all the time. If someone talks to me (as someone did, they stepped on my boot and actually said sorry!), I generally understand them. I can speak back. I’m not afraid anymore of how to talk to people or what to say. If they can’t understand me, generally, it’s their problem now, not mine.
I have a routine, a schedule and “places”. That was the hardest thing about moving so much, first here and then so consistently after I got here, living 3 places, because as soon as I got “a place”, where I bought bread or whatever, I moved. Now, I have a neighborhood where I know where everything is, and good places for coffee, fruits, indian food, an empanada, and groceries. And that feels really good. It kind of gives you a sense of purpose, if someone wants to get coffee or a beer or buy cheese, I know where to tell them to go. It makes me feel like I know what I’m doing now. (only I’m still totally faking it)