So today I get on a bus to go out to the house where I am going to be house-sitting this weekend (long story, it's kind of lame) and when I get on the bus, not only are we going down a one way in the wrong direction, but the driver has a giant beer in his hand. Apparently that isn't really even frowned upon and I am sitting here dying laughing at the thought that I might die on this "bus" if you can even call it that. Needless to say, I drew some slightly unwanted attention, but it was funny. As for house-sitting, one of the American doctors working in the clinic where I am is going to LA for a week and asked me to stay at her house to watch her cat. Like really, your freaking cat. And I didn't even want to do it, not in the slightest, but she guilt tripped me like you wouldn't even know, I think worse than even my parents could do. If I weren't so frustrated by it, I'd be impressed. Oh well.
Other than that, just another day around here. Went for a run around lunch time and it was kind of hot and I don't know how many people looked at me and yelled "loco" but it's whatever, it was a good run nonetheless. I also got called "quatro ojos" which I found to be absolutely hilarious that the joke 4 eyes spans the cultures haha. Can't really be mad about that, just a good story to take home.
Finding myself thinking more and more about how much time I have left and I'm trying to make it pass faster, which is in fact making it pass slower. I don't even really know why it's crossing my mind like that. I'm really enjoying my time here, and I'm really liking what I'm doing, I guess there's just something about home that I miss. This is really stretching me because I am such a home body and getting used to being else where, especially with a language barrier is tough. But hey, this is an experience I will most definitely keep with me for a very long time.
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