So my parents are coming tomorrow and ever since they decided to come, I've felt more and more like they're coming to see me where I live (Go figure) For example:
-A friend of mine's employee is going to pick them up at the airport for half the price of a cab (Point: I have friends that will send their help to do my errands).
-Another friend lives across the street from me and the apartment above him is vacant. We asked his landlord if my parents could stay there (partially to help her out and partially to save on hotel) and she is giving it to them for the equiv. of $45 USD a night (Point: I have multiple friends and connections to cheap places to stay).
- I have to work on Friday so I printed out a map of my neighborhood for my parents to use when they wander for a few hours on Friday. I marked Starbucks, a mall, grocery stores, my house, friends' houses, and even some restaurants where someone speaks English so they can eat lunch somewhere and not have to play charades. (Point: I actually know my neighborhood pretty well if I do say so myself).
-My students are pumped to meet my parents. I think they might be more excited than I am. They have asked me every day if my parents are still coming and if they are going to bring certain things that have come up in class (Point: I have an established relationship with my kids).
-Side note, I started tutoring my landlord today. I'm going to meet with her twice a month and she wants to get better at English using Frank Sinatra songs. Today we talked about "We'll Do it My Way" for the entire hour and we translated it back and forth. She even had a little tape recorder and made me speak into it so she could go back later and practice pronunciation (She would press record and shove it up into my face...it was nearly impossible not to laugh). She might be my new favorite Mexican, yet she's also a little intimidating and runs a tight ship here at Rio Colorado.
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