Relocation Blues

One never really thinks about what it takes to pick yourself up and plop yourself down into a different culture sans all the normal support systems you normally have in place.  We take for granted the people we know and interact with.  Their familiar faces, speaking to us in a language where we do not have to ponder the meaning of words and phrases.  Going places with well tread routes or if we don’t know the route landmarks to help guide us, or at lease a sense of direction of which way is north and south. We know what time the bank opens and closes and we can expect to find something to eat whenever we want it.  And finally, no matter how large or small we come back to a place we call home (even temporarily). Now take all that away.  A little scary.

I have been greatly (and gratefully) assisted by kind strangers.  People have been patience with my Spanish.  Nothing can be done when you show up at the bank at 3 when it closed at 2 for lunch and will not reopen until 5.  You learn to eat a big lunch so that you are not hungary at 8 and restaurants don’t start serving until 9 or 10.  The unfamiliar street names and the metro becomes familiar.  Your pronunciation and understanding of a foreign tongue get better.  You do what all human beings do.  You adapt.

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