dos en uno... domingo

So I'll ask my self again, city life isn't so bad right?

I think I'm just feeling a little isolated. This is a huge city, but I feel trapped. It's like when people from the plains come to the east, and feel suffocated by all the trees. Ecxept here there aren't many trees, but there isn't open sky either. 

I went wandering this afternoon.  There is a quaint plaza just three blocks away, I sat there for a few hours watching little children playing. Two girls were playing monkey in the middle with their dad, another little boy, was racing bicycle in circles around the plaza... he had to have been about 5 or 6. I thought for sure he'd run into the little old ladies balancing themselves as they walked arm in arm.  I got cold just sitting there and just kept walking.... a left turn here a right turn there... I like walking on the streets with fewer people, it makes me feel less stressed.

Tonight at the grocery store I felt a little overwhelmed; and not for any reason imparticular either. I just felt like there were too many people in the same little store. All scurrying for the same products, all racing to the same line. Things are naturally going to be smaller and more compact in a City, but I'm tiring of the crowds.  I think I'm going to be a hermit when I grow up. haha, I'm just kidding- though I have thought about it... I think I would be really lonely and change my mind after a week.  

I think I was pretty terrible this weekend, very hermit like.  I lived in the English part of my mind most the weekend. Saturday it rained all day long. I stayed in my room for about as long as it rained with regular trips to the kitchen to make tea. MY room here is Freezing. But anyways, I didn't force my self to think or chat in spanish as much  and I can tell the difference too. Saturday evening I finally left the house around 11:00 and went to a cafe. There was a folk concert... which was cool. The singer reminded me of Kali and Andrew's second grade teacher though... so it was a funny mental connection. 

I have moments where I really like it here, and I wish I could live here; like when I'm at the theatre, or sitting in the park, I like that the grocery store is two blocks away and you don't need a car. But I'm having a hard time getting used to the life schedule here. I wanted to go to bed early today, but I just can't sleep, sometimes I lay in bed till 3 before I fall asleep. 

I think I need to stop looking over my shoulder to St.Mary's, but before I am able to do that I need more distractions here, and my stacks and stacks of Argentine history reading simply aren't cutting it.