My life has already changed in some small things and one of them is to realize that there is a version of facts for the Caribbean always. It's in the rythm of life, in the patience when in a traffic jam, in the weekend habit of sun tanning and in the reggae version of songs.
And it's also in small things which cause some frustration. Which I can do nothing but adapt myself to.
Things like the internet connection that is not as fast as in Europe and so after several days trying I still cannot watch all of my friend's documentary... Will try the last minutes at work where the speed is higher. Getting used to less.
It's like making friends with those you work with because that's about the people you deal with 24/7. Still not used to not having here multiple circles and wondering how easy it will be. Getting used to not choosing.
It's having several common activities without it being a new, interesting moment, like when people live together and ran out of things to say. It happens mostly here as I am not with the happiest, youngest chaps in the world and me too, I'm letting myself join the numbness. Getting used to collective boredom (need to change that one though).
It's talking about work at home. When this is about the only thing that links us. No really though. Getting used to 24/7 work environment.
It's when you say hi to the cleaning ladies and they seem to ignore you, you compliment them on the food (which they really are so good at) and they don't act like it matters and then someone tells you that last Saturday it seems like you forgot to reply to their probably shy 'good morning' and you caused offence while you were searching for the driver as we were late to go to the beach. They were offended. Getting used to a culture of pride.
It's when you get stuck in traffic and the cars are really not moving at all, no-one knows what's going on. Getting used to waiting.
It's waking up so early and leaving work late when you still are in reading, meeting, researching mode. Getting used to new rules.
It's mosquitoes bitting you on the 1cm of skin you didn't pass the roll on repelent in and instant rash. Getting used to stop scratching.
And then there is this song on the streets. There is the joy of the children who easily smile back at you. There is the delicious natural juice you can drink every morning. There is the luxury of having a room and a bathroom where I can also spend me time. There is the breeze from the mountain that feels so good in the middle of the day. There is the warmth in the sky and in people's eyes. There is the tastiest mangoes I've ever tasted. There is being in an extraordinary new place I would probably never come to if it wasn't for this amazing opportunity :)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yTLmQ98KBYQ
And it's also in small things which cause some frustration. Which I can do nothing but adapt myself to.
Things like the internet connection that is not as fast as in Europe and so after several days trying I still cannot watch all of my friend's documentary... Will try the last minutes at work where the speed is higher. Getting used to less.
It's like making friends with those you work with because that's about the people you deal with 24/7. Still not used to not having here multiple circles and wondering how easy it will be. Getting used to not choosing.
It's having several common activities without it being a new, interesting moment, like when people live together and ran out of things to say. It happens mostly here as I am not with the happiest, youngest chaps in the world and me too, I'm letting myself join the numbness. Getting used to collective boredom (need to change that one though).
It's talking about work at home. When this is about the only thing that links us. No really though. Getting used to 24/7 work environment.
It's when you say hi to the cleaning ladies and they seem to ignore you, you compliment them on the food (which they really are so good at) and they don't act like it matters and then someone tells you that last Saturday it seems like you forgot to reply to their probably shy 'good morning' and you caused offence while you were searching for the driver as we were late to go to the beach. They were offended. Getting used to a culture of pride.
It's when you get stuck in traffic and the cars are really not moving at all, no-one knows what's going on. Getting used to waiting.
It's waking up so early and leaving work late when you still are in reading, meeting, researching mode. Getting used to new rules.
It's mosquitoes bitting you on the 1cm of skin you didn't pass the roll on repelent in and instant rash. Getting used to stop scratching.
And then there is this song on the streets. There is the joy of the children who easily smile back at you. There is the delicious natural juice you can drink every morning. There is the luxury of having a room and a bathroom where I can also spend me time. There is the breeze from the mountain that feels so good in the middle of the day. There is the warmth in the sky and in people's eyes. There is the tastiest mangoes I've ever tasted. There is being in an extraordinary new place I would probably never come to if it wasn't for this amazing opportunity :)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yTLmQ98KBYQ
Loved it! Keep sharing!
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