Foreign Living.

Being in Mexico, i've realized I've become quite comfortable living in a 3rd world country.

Which is weird.

Seeing the trash piles on the side of the road: doesn't phase me.
Creepy men whistling/staring/gawking at us: completely normal.
Crazy drivers: seems completely safe.
Random languages spoken: I appreciate it.

I love it. I can't wait until I can move back to Jerusalem.

Eventually.

I've realized that this trip is essentially the Jerusalem experience. Minus the living in the JC. But this is 25 days of fieldtrips. Which is almost the same as Jru.

Lovely.

Life is good. :)