A little Fergie to get y'all goin on a Thursday night... I somehow managed to buy first class seats from Mexico City to Oaxaca... which in all fairness was a waste of money (though I had no choice)...the flight wasn't even a full 45 minutes long... I really got no perks other than apple juice during take off and drinking out of a real glass glass...
I woke up Sunday morning with a sore throat... by Monday morning it had worsened to a stuffy nose... with all the dry air on the plane I arrived in Mexico City barely able to breath without coughing and without a voice. I therefore spent literally all day Tuesday sleeping. I am feeling much better now, though it has progressed from no voice, to coughing, to sniffling, back to sore throat... I'm still not sure where drinking water is in the house so I don't really have anything to cure it with either...
I left Freddy's at about 8:30 this morning and took the bus from Playa Del Carmen to the airport in Cancun where I proceeded to sit around and do nothing for awhile... cue the flashbacks of the 18 hour delay in said airport... My flight to Mexico City was alright, though if it weren't for the Dramamine I had taken I probably would have puked--more on my general views of Mexicana flights in general will follow...I found the girls from the UW rather quickly and we just kind of sat around until our flight.
It was very cool taking off from Mexico City and seeing all of the mountains and such that we flew over. (Another little side note that I found interesting--in big cities like Chicago, New York, etc it seems like all of the big tall buildings are clumped together in one general area...not in Mexico City. You saw a clump of 3 sky scrapers here and another 2 over there...just randomly scattered all over the place) I paid much more attention to the flight attendants and the mountains than I did my book...which is saying something because I was at a pretty good part. It was pretty cloudy for the middle portion of the trip but as we were beginning to land it was super cool. Oaxaca from the air does not at all look like a city. For awhile, I thought we were possibly landing in the wrong place. Granted, Oaxaca really isn't a big city...but still. As we were landing there were fields all around with random shacks... just before I could see the runway I looked out the window and saw a man plowing his field using a goat! I seriously thought I was landing in FAWI because the airport was so tiny! There was one runway, which we had to turn around on after we reached the end to go to the "gate" which was really just some stairs chilling on the cement. Inside was even smaller with one national and one international baggage carousel. My host mom and the older sister were waiting for me with a sign and we quickly checked out of there. The first Oaxacan stop and go light we came across didn't work and for lack of a better word it was pretty much a clusterfuck of cars.
Apparently the big sport in Oaxaca is baseball...not soccer.
My family seems super nice. They had another girl who has been here for the last four months from Oregon who is actually leaving at 6 tomorrow morning. She is a super nice girl and I wish she was going to be around for at least a little while longer. I was given a general tour of the house and had some "water" with my senora (it was really like lime fizzy water but whatevs) and then was going to come up and unpack/take a siesta when she said she was headed out to dinner with some of her friends and invited me along. I got to see where the school was and had a delish burger. It is like a 10 minute walk to the school, if I book it. The biggest problem now is that we returned after my family had gone to bed so I don't know where water is (if I am allowed to have any) and such, and my throat is killing me/I can't stop coughing! I know I'll make it through the night but it's just so weird to not be able to go to the kitchen and help myself. I felt bad asking her so many questions so I just left that one alone in hopes that she might offer it up...though she did not.
It is hot as balls here. There is no wind coming through my window. The fan for my room doesn't work. The other girl said I can steal hers once she leaves, which would be great except it still leaves me tonight in the insane freaking heat!
Some quick ponderings about Mexicana Airways... I don't know if it's just that time of year/in Mexico or what but for whatever reason all four of my flights have been crazy bumpy and "sway"-y. Landing in Mexico City was the worst today. There was some intense cloud cover and we kept going up and down. At one point I thought we were about to roll/fall out of the air with the random side angle we had going on. (Leah, Terri...I thought of you guys as the guy next to me chuckled at me. After we landed he looked at me and said with hand gestures subir y bajar y subir y bajar... fue malisimo! So although he laughed at me...even he was a little freaked). Good part of their service...they offer food and alcohol on all their flights. And no, you don't have to pay a crap ton in cabin for them. The flight from Chicago featured possibly some of the best cheese tortellini of my life. They also come back to check to make sure you don't want anything else to drink as soon as they are finished serving the first time around...this pretty much continues in a cycle until you land. Bad thing... (though this really isn't Mexicana but whatevs)... I thought sitting in the front row would be kinda cool... not only cuz of the first class aspect but because it would be less bumpy (which it was... I could hardly tell we had lifted off the ground)... It was pretty cool but the sounds of things clanking around up there make it a little bit more scary.
Alright. I think that is all of my ruminating for the night. I am going to try to get some sleep through this god awful heat... if the chocolates for the people at the school hadn't melted yet they certainly will tonight! Oh and fail on the little brother sitch... he's only here before and after school and doesn't really live here :(
Also, I have internet at my house which is super chido (though apparently they don't use that word in Oaxaca) so expect more frequent updates from me!
Ciao ciao!
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