I would have posted sonner...

...but we lost our power. On Wednesday at six o'clock I was getting ready to head over to the school when I heard a knock on the door and on my window. I opened the front door to see what was up and saw two men in some sort of uniform. It turned out that their uniform was for the electric company, and apparently the electricity had not been paid for three months. I had been in Mexico about two and a half weeks, and all of the guys had been living in this house for only about three weeks. We should not have had to pay the bill of someone else, but apparently we had to. I immediately went to the school and told Paco, who is the guy in charge, but as it was already past six and the electric company office closes at three, we could do nothing but get candles. And have fires on the roof of our house which is made of concrete.

The next day, Thursday, Paco spoke to the landlord. The landlord called back a while later and said that he paid it. So we should get power, right? Nope, apparently he only paid for half of the bill. It was again too late whenwe found this out.

Friday rolled around and we still had no power. If we are not able to somehow get it today, then we half to wait all weekend. Paco went to the offices and paid the bill himself. A couple workers showed up at about 1:45 pm, and they were going to turn the power back on. Unfortunately, we had somehow paid for the upstairs apartment of the house in which we live instead of the completely seperate downstairs, which is the part we live in. I was talking with the people trying to get things worked out, and someone else called Paco. He showed up after a few minutes and was talking, complaining, arguing, persuading, and in general trying to do anything to get them to turn our power back on. He was somehow finally able to manage it, and our power was turned on right at about 2:00 pm after 44 hours of no power.

Unfortunately I have no excuse for not posting since then. I apologize.

On Friday, I gave exams for the first time here. The classes are based on a four week cycle, and that was the end of the four weeks. Which also means that I now have a whole new schedule and all new classes. Which I guess is good. I am definately going to be teaching more than I was.

For primarily Luke and Bland:
Sunday, October 21, 2007 became an extremely historical day. The three fingered wave was conciously done by a Mexican. The hero of this day is a wonderful ten year old girl named Dulce who I go to church with. She responded twice with three fingered waves that day. Also, the next day, a student used the three fingered wave at school. So far Mexico is an Anti Whit Wave free country. Let us hope that the horrendousness that is the Anti-Whit does not make an appearance on Mexican soil.

Right now I am in Hermosillo, Mexico, which is way over on the west side. However, there is a possibility that I might go to Monterrey after Christmas. I am going to be looking into things there and trying to decide, but if anyone has any thoughts about Monterrey that would be cool. Right now I am leaning towards going.

Although many other things happened over the past week, I will not write about those now. Things are going pretty well, except the whole power thing which I thought was humorous and a part of living in Mexico (kind of like moustaches), and I think that they will continue to do so and even improve.