Life here pretty much doesn't change all too much. Which,
ironically, is one of the things I love about it. It can be as fast or slow
paced as you want it (although I will say that McDonalds here is PAINFULLY
slow. The concept “Fast Food” is more of a dream than a reality).
My typical week looks like this:
Monday:
I have two hours of class in the morning. After that, my day
is pretty much free. I spend the day doing laundry from the week before,
cooking some larger meals to last for a couple lunches or dinners, and going to
the gym (this is a new thing. I actually just joined a gym for the months of
May and June. It’s a little pricey, but much needed.)
Tuesday:
Tuesday is my long day for school. In the morning I have
three hours of class, followed by a break (most of the time a nap), yummy
leftovers, and then three more hours of class at night. By the end of the day I
am exhausted, so I usually crawl in to bed with my good ol friend Netflix
pretty early.
Wednesday:
This middle of the week killer can be tough. My most boring
class starts bright and early at 8am. It’s easy, but that doesn’t make it any
easier to motivate myself to get up and go, especially now that the weather is
turning a bit colder. My bed often feels like the better alternative, but being
the good student that I am, I get my butt out of bed and go (most of the time
:D). Four hours and two classes later, it is finally the weekend. The three
days of classes may not seem like a lot (and it’s really not), but I find
myself ready for the four days of relative relaxation ahead.
After class, I head to the street market that sets up every
Wednesday morning two blocks from my house. Here I buy most of the fruits and
vegetables I will need for the week, as well as the local honey, bread and eggs
when I need them. Today is also a running day. On these days I run through the
tree-lined streets of Montevideo down the La Rambla, which is the street that
runs along the miles of beach and rocky shores. I average about 6 km when I
run. Which is pretty good, and for English conversion, is roughly 3.5 miles.
Thursday:
This day is rather flexible. Sometimes we go to the beach,
sometimes I sit in a read a book, sometimes I have homework to do that I don’t
want to put off until Sunday night (even though sometimes I procrastinate
regardless). Always, I can expect a few hours of classes at the gym, and a fun
night of friends and drinks to commence weekend festivities. Some Thursdays
last until 5 am, while others end at the early strike of 2. Regardless, they hardly
ever disappoint.
Friday:
I sleep until noon, or later. Today, we hang out and
recover, and sometimes host a party at our house. The last party we hosted had
over 100 people, can you believe it?? It’s a great way to get to know other
international students, as well as the local Uruguayan students. One of the best things about
living with 16 other people that attend 4 different universities, is that there
are always new people in the house, which means new friends and more fun.
Our most recent fiesta was a celebration of Sevilla, Spain. This corresponded with and actual celebration happening in Spain. Three of my housemates (from Spain), were homesick, so we brought aspects of their home to Uruguay.
Saturday:
Repeat Thursday and Friday. Somehow fit a run in.
Sunday:
The day of rest. The house is usually dead quiet until later
in the day. Everyone is either sleeping or doing the work they didn't want to
do before. There is also a huge street market on Sundays, so sometimes we go
there. The market is fun because you can literally buy anything you want there
– from cats and chickens, to fruits and veggies, to old school record players
and silly-string. It can be stressful with the high volumes of people, but if
you find something you've been looking for at a great price, it’s worth it.
Sophie and me
And that’s my week. Other additions to my week are the
periodic Skype with friends, the DAILY FaceTime with my mother and her new puppy
Sophie, and my French classes, courtesy of the friends I am living with.
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