I forgot it was St. Patrick's Day.

I didn't even wear green! That is so lame.

It has been an eventful past few weeks. Allow me to catch you up, you faithful readers, you...

Since returning from Cancún, I've taken no big trips to speak of. It's been a lot of hanging around here, going out around Toluca and Metepec, and several birthdays, both Memo's and Heather's. Both were very different but equally fun; there was a lot of Mexican music at Memo's surprise party, and puro hip hop at Heather's this past Saturday. My Fulbright friend Kim has come to town each of these three weekends, which has been a blast. She's from Madison, so we have the Midwest connection, and she's just a blast to hang out with. It's my turn to go visit HER in Cuernavaca this weekend. :)

Re: School. My friend and colleague Julio César quit about 3 weeks ago, leaving his 5 classes mid-semester. I don't blame him, there was drama, etc. and it actually worked out great for me, because one of his classes has since been given to me! I feel like a real teacher now. :) So I've been with them, actually giving class, for about a week and a half, and they're very bright, nice and actually (for the most part) do their work and participate. They're level 2-A, so a pretty basic level, but they've all had enough English throughout secondary school that they catch on pretty quick. Every day it's a challenge to keep the material dynamic and interesting, but at the same time fomenting their opportunities to participate and ask questions... but I'm really liking it. I'm still in and out with 15 other groups a week, keeping me quite busy, but thankfully I'm getting into the swing of things.

My next big trip is to Costa Rica for Holy Week, as well as the few days before, to celebrate my friend Courtney's wedding, with Hannah Jane... I leave 2 weeks from today. Egads! Much to do...

Oh yeah, and this weekend my friend Carlos invited me to a temascal, really similar to Native American sweat tents... The structure was made up of black garbage bags and woven rugs, and there was a hole in the ground in the center of the temascal, where white-hot stones were put, then water was poured over the rocks and steam generated... I tell you, I have never sweated that much in my LIFE. Water was streaming from each and every one of my pores... It honestly felt like I was in the shower. But it was cool. It was a little hard to breathe, especially since I was already a bit congested, but I'm glad I did it. After we got out, we had cold water poured on us... Yikes!
Thanks for reading! Besos~