When I first arrived I was not sure what to expect. In my room in Washington I looked up as much information I could find. I was told things would be different and not quite what I was used to.
In my second year I was unsure about things. My body craved the diversity that I was familiar too. Chips had a new meaning (French fries) and drinks were far simpler. I learned that moccioto was the local version of a mocha. The neich/white taste reminded me of the familiar Carmel taste from my past.
Now in my 3rd year I have found a local place that had 3 essential things food, drink, and wifi. In that order I finally felt a a decrease in the resistance to the change.
I am not as talkative I would rather listen. I try to choose my words carefully so I don’t confuse or offend anyone accidentally.
I wish I was the sophisticated woman I used to be. Go places and explore things. Socialize and feel confident about my decisions.
Give me more time and as you have surprised me Holeta, I will surprise you.
Love,
Sara G.
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