29.10.2012 - 05.11.2012 30 °C
After a hectic Halloween children's party for all our students aged between 3 and 18 last Wednesday I felt sure I wanted to run away and never do a days work again. However, our lovely boss kindly gave us a 4 day weekend to recover and I now feel ready to face Monday. I was extremely proud of my little team of 3 and 4 year-old's who dressed up as miniature horrors. I'll have to get you a photo. I don't think they quite understood why their parents had dressed them in such strange little outfits and painted their faces/ back combed hair rather than brush it. Just a few of the funny conversations:
4 year old Ibrahim: “teacher I've got new teeth!”
Me: “Yes darling, today you are a vampire. ”
3 year old Eva: “teacher I can't go pee pee!” (wearing a witches one-zy)
Me: “oh dear how do you undo this one-zy?!”
4 year old Antonio: “teacher I don't want an eye in my jelly I don't like eyes in my food”
Me: “sweetheart its a sweetie! Try it!”
We decided to go to Merida, a beautiful colonial city 6 hours north. We went in search of a big parade and fiesta for the Day of the Dead Celebration but all we found was too much tequila, a bird from Sheffield and Lewy- the micro-phone of a band. We wondered around the town's markets and squares, eating a lot of yummy Mexican street food. The locals were extremely welcoming and we enjoyed having many a chin wag.
We then came back to Felipe Carrillo Puerto (FCP) to celebrate our bosses birthday. We drank a lot of tequila throughout the day and ate lobster and sheep. After 9 hours of sitting, drinking and eating the evening ended up with heated discussion about how people use swear words in the UK compared to the US/ visa versa. The strangest has to be that in the States calling someone a “spaz” means someone is hyperactive with lots of energy- in fact they referred to one of our students as a “spaz”. Lewy and I were HORRIFIED. I then introduced them to my guilty pleasure, Russel Howard, they loved his Bristol accent. Lewy then bought up politics so we decided to scoot before things got dangerous- we ended up at a local reggae gig and so we got our skank on Mexican stylee.
We had our house warming party last weekend. Some how it became the party of the year and a live reggae band came and played in our front garden (bongos trumpets and all!) Oh did I dance! Since (the evening not my dancing) we have made friends with some pretty cool people and life has become all the more fun We are even thinking of investing in a phone so we can be contacted!
Its only 6 weeks until we finish work for X-mas and venture off back to Guatemala (yeaaaa!) and in 18 days its a year since we have been away. “Golly gosh” I hear you say!
We have confirmation that Mr Tom Wigzell is coming to see the beginning of January in with us upon the white sandy beaches we are so lucky to call local. We also have Veronica and Len (Lewy's parents) visiting in Feb for which we are very excited. And then... my lovely mexican-man loving sister and the cheese to my pickle miss Emma Cahill are coming to see us in Easter! To put a cherry upon the deliciously sweet cake Lewy and I call life Mr Mori is then coming in May after successfully making it global as a DJ!(does this count as global?) Fantastic! We are such lucky buggers!
Aaaaaand I'd like to say how cool it is that our Nan's and Gran's read every one of our blogs!
Love to the love x