after explaining about my fear of the lavenderia and losing my clothes, marta offered to escort me to 'el cisne', where she knows the women. and it was run, indeed, by a large, round, mexican woman. we made jokes about there being nothing my size in town and that i'd have to walk around naked if i forgot where my clothes were. first mission of the week accomplished, i have clean clothes. washed, dried and ironed for a little over $2.
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| conquering fears |
a new student named juniper showed up yesterday. she's been traveling for a few months and has just arrived from south america, so her spanish is pretty advanced. she's living in the big house with me, and its nice to have someone to talk to (and drink with) without having to leave. we wandered around town after class and explored a bit more. its easier to ask for directions when juniper is around because she understands a lot more when people speak fast. so i ask, where's the post office, i get about halfway through before i'm lost. juniper got us to within one doorway. another mission down!
but i did find out that you have to have your own boxes and tape.
so we set off to find 'solutions', which is private post office type place, they pack your boxes and mail them for you. bummer in all of this is that i have no idea how i'm going to mail things illegally. where there's a will there's a way, though. and like jorge says, 'this is mexico, anything is possible.'
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| postcards tomorrow, i promise |
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