Today is technically October first, but for my last September blog post I want to make a wrap up of the month that was an absolute whirlwind.
The first of the month was my birthday. I turned twenty in Mexico, on a Friday. A major perk of our program is that we don’t have classes on Fridays. My sweet OU family planned a birthday party at our professor’s house. OU programs have a major great thing in that you really develop a relationship with your classmates and your professor-plus Armando. Seriously, come to Puebla y’all. After dinner, we went for drinks and to ride the largest ferris wheel in North America. The view was incredible. You could see for miles.
The next week I experienced my first earthquake. I was by myself in my apartment watching a movie. In fact, I was actually drifting to sleep when my bed moved and the first thing I thought was someone was sitting on my bed. I woke completely up in a panic. I noticed I could hear my shower door rattling. I didn’t know what was going on. My Western Oklahoma brain thought perhaps it was the wind from the hurricane that was supposed to be blowing in. Yet, I knew it couldn’t be because I walked to the kitchen and could see the sink faucet swaying and the water in our jug sloshing. I became aware of the fact that the ground was moving. I felt the window pane rattling in the living room. It took a long time to occur to me- this is my first earthquake. When it was over, everyone was accounted for and safe. Armando took us for ice cream.
Then, there was Independance day, which is something I considered myself so lucky to be here for. We spent it with our local friends. The first night was partying, fireworks, and a trip to cholula. The second was a traditional dinner party with friends. Also that weekend we were evacuated from our apartment because of a gas leak.
The next weekend we returned the favor and hosted an American dinner party. We had our local friends over for lemon chicken, mashed potatoes, corn on the cob, salad, and sweet tea. For dessert, I made homemade chocolate chip cookies. We also taught them the line dance to Copperhead Road. Our Mexican friends thought our food was good, yet it lacked spices.
Then there was the next earthquake, which started while I was on the fifth floor. This one was much closer to us, the strength of it made it hard to walk as we tried to evacuate the building. Doors were swinging and slamming. The first one happened behind me and I thought the building was collapsing. That one so close to the last one left us rattled. I still get nervous anytime I think the building is moving even just a little bit.
And in between all those things were plenty of small amazing adventures. From laughs with my roommates to restaurants, clubs and house parties, stories that we will tell everyone and stories we won’t tell anyone else… September was full. It was incredible. I can’t wait to see what October holds.