One Month

I’ve always felt that it takes about one month to get comfortable with anything. Whether it’s a new job, a new relationship, or even a new country, I think a month is the perfect amount of time to start getting settled in.

And after one month in Guatemala, I am finally there. Here’s why:

• I’ve moved in to my apartment, met my neighbors, and even memorized my new address.
• I’ve set up my classroom, I know all of my students’ names, and I feel as though this is now my school.
• I’ve met new people and gotten to the point where I can already refer to many of them close friends.
• I’ve opened a bank account.
• I’ve cooked in my own apartment…not very well…but I cooked.
• I’ve established a routine.
• I have a maid coming on a regular basis…this is still a bit weird for me…nice…but weird.
• I’ve played basketball.
• I’ve done a little traveling.
• I’ve been to the grocery store several times, and been confused by products several times. What’s with this sweet milk not being cold anyway? I’ve never heard of warm milk…but it works I suppose.
• I feel at home.

Now, here are a few pictures of my classroom, my school, and my apartment.