Well, I am here in my new home and taking it all in—literally. My window is open and life here is bustling on the main artery of a street below. I have ridden in two taxis thus far and have learned that I have a ways to go in learning how to communicate effectively. Our house-cleaner is so sweet and politely asked me to leave the room that she was about mop for us. Later she decided to rename me to Miriam, which is a name that I have recently grown fond of. She does a fabulous job of wiping down our stone floors and keeping the layers of black dust to a minimum. What an exciting adventure this is and I am so glad to be here.
I got everything unpacked last night so I could start fresh and ready this morning, although I slept in pretty well and am enjoying this “morning” and will be going out with my friend this afternoon. As I gaze out the window here at my desk, I see 30 plus satellite dishes and half that many antennas. The wind is blowing and the air is nice and cool. The traffic on our street is constant and the horns add an extra pitch to all the humming of the diesels. Laundry is flapping in the breeze and the outside walls of nearby buildings are painted a crisp white.
As I came into my new room yesterday afternoon, I have to admit that tears came to my eyes. I am actually here. Wow.
I start language school tomorrow and I am ultra happy about that. I can already sense my insecurities coming out as I am so unable to use words to communicate. But I know that it will come. Feeling this way makes me already want to incorporate hundreds of hours in studying practicing, and using the language. I just hope that I will be good at following through on my aspirations.
Leaving you now with a few photos that you may enjoy…thella फ्रासेक
I got everything unpacked last night so I could start fresh and ready this morning, although I slept in pretty well and am enjoying this “morning” and will be going out with my friend this afternoon. As I gaze out the window here at my desk, I see 30 plus satellite dishes and half that many antennas. The wind is blowing and the air is nice and cool. The traffic on our street is constant and the horns add an extra pitch to all the humming of the diesels. Laundry is flapping in the breeze and the outside walls of nearby buildings are painted a crisp white.
As I came into my new room yesterday afternoon, I have to admit that tears came to my eyes. I am actually here. Wow.
I start language school tomorrow and I am ultra happy about that. I can already sense my insecurities coming out as I am so unable to use words to communicate. But I know that it will come. Feeling this way makes me already want to incorporate hundreds of hours in studying practicing, and using the language. I just hope that I will be good at following through on my aspirations.
Leaving you now with a few photos that you may enjoy…thella फ्रासेक
सयिंग गूद्ब्ये टू थे फाम!
अर्रिविंग टू थे एअरपोर्ट अल बग्स!
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