Life Goals

Getting pumped for the Denver Salsa and Bachata Congress.

Also. I taught my first lesson today.  It went well.  (Just to my brother and my roommate, but still.)

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Arrival

I went to bed at 7 PM, which was great at the time, given how incredibly tired from 21 hours of travel I was (SERIOUSLY Fargo needs a direct flight to New York, that would be amazing).

So now it’s 3 AM and I feel well rested.  

ANYWAYS. I am officially in the Caribbean, Southside of the Dominican Republic (Santo Domingo).  Had a nice conversation with my taxi driver in stunted Spanish, with a lot of over-exaggerated facial expressions and gestures.  My Spanish classes start tomorrow at ICC Language Institute

I am staying about 30 seconds away from the ocean, with a host family consisting of Doña Christina, her daughter, and 3 grandkids.

Doña Christina speaks no English, and she’s the one I’ve been communicating with mostly.  I don’t speak Spanish very well, but usually I can get my point across.  I really really like her, despite the language barrier… Can’t wait till we can actually talk fluidly.  I told her I’d make her pizza, but dangit, I didn’t bring any pizza spice 😦 . Could be difficult.  I think after these four weeks are done, I will be at level two or three.  I’m about halfway through level one, WHICH MEANS.

I can once in a while get past tense right, or I can say that I am going to do something.  But other than that I have to speak almost completely in present tense.

I don’t have house keys yet, and I THINK she said I will have them tomorrow. Not too sure about that.

If I walk around I can hear Bachata music freaking everywhere and I love that.

There aren’t really buses here.  According to this website, basically what I have to do is flag down a mini-van called a Guagua.   I am scared to do that, because my Spanish is so so so so poor right now.

It would take about a half hour to walk to my language school.  But I’m awake anyways, so I could conceivably go, and watch the sunrise from the beach (if I don’t get hit by a car.)  But then I still need to get back at the end of the day.  Hmm.  I guess I’ll wait till the Doña wakes up, and ask her.  I need keys ASAP.  Necesito los llaves.

I’m not doing too badly though, the other girl I rode with in the taxi who is also going to this school only knows “Hola.”  I hope she makes it tomorrow.

 First view of the Caribbean!

Hmmm not my best photograph.  View directly outside of my house.

shut up and breathe.

I just have ONE eight page paper to hack out and then on to graduation  !!!! real life.  I wish I could pay someone else to do it for me.

I guess I’m actually an adult now.  Won’t be in college anymore. But then again, “career” is still a dirty word to me. I cough loudly to avoid it. I wish people would stop asking me what my plans are.

Europe will be an adventure no doubt… but I do slightly wish I was just chilling in Fargo and reading all summer. Slightly, very slightly.  I’m only bringing one backpack… hope that won’t prove to be a problem. As long as I have my passport and money I should be good right? Right?

exclamation point

ARGHHGHGH planning out my trip to New York! I’ve always wanted to go and I’m finally FINALLY doing it! I found places to go salsa dancing Monday-Thursday, and then on Friday…. we on to Europe!

I’m getting so freaking excited.  I can’t wait to graduate and get on to the business of traveling.  I feel bad that I’ll probably never have a “real” job.  I’ll just keep my CNA job probably.  They let me take a month off whenever I want (two months in this case), so I can’t complain.  It’s a messy job.  But it lets me travel.

This Mexican restaurant called Iguana in NYC has free salsa lessons Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday… I’m so pumped.

Here is music:

got me here, what you do now is up to you now.

I want to spin
but you keep pulling me closer
and I am powerless against your gravity
like the moon’s
earth-worship,
this moment is endless
although I’m whisper-singing to you
in Spanish,
our bodies speak
a different language
entirely
and they’re staring at us
like they need a
translator
——————–

I don’t think I have ever danced that way with anyone.  which is saying something.  so thank you.