Hola, amigos! Just a short one to let you know I’ve arrived. The flight was gorgeous with mountain peaks showing themselves through the mist.
They must have known I was coming, because I must have seen five signs welcoming me!
I was lucky to have a couple English speakers on my flight from Mexico City to Tuxtla Gutierrez. One of the guys I met actually attended my school when it first opened. It turns out that the “house competitions” are, in fact, modeled after Harry Potter. He says I will love it!
I have been (attempting) to communicate in Spanish. People seem understanding, and the people in Chiapas are just as eager to attempt English. The poor taxi driver must have thought I was a nut. I spoke in broken sentences to ask about the area–or exclaim over the “mucho colores!”. There isn’t too much traffic on a Sunday morning, and I was excited to see thatched roofs and roosters behind chicken wire.
They must have been afraid I would leave if the hotel wasn’t a paradise. The weather is perfect at 9:00am with a light breeze. Sigh. Can I just stay at the hotel?
I’m heading to grab a bit of comida (food) now–as there is a mall across the street… Mucho love to you all!
P.S. Until I open my mouth I seem to have them fooled. The people at the Hilton last night talked to all the white people in English except for me. They quickly learned the error of their ways…