Feeling sick is never fun. Faking sick can be - depending on what you get out of as a result, but truly feeling sick is not.That is where I'm at today: sick and exhausted. I don't know what I've contracted, but I'm sure taking a beating from it.
Since I've been here I've really loved the fact that I have to walk everywhere. I have no other choice but to exercise. Grocery shopping? 10 minutes. Going to the place I love to buy fruit? 15 minutes. To catch the bus to school? 7.5 minutes. Hanging out with people? At least 5. And remember, it's all up and down hill too, so double the benefit! Today was the first day in 3 months where I wished I had a car. Our school had a performance at a mall "close by" and I had told the music teacher and the other foreigners that I'd be there. I'm kind of anti-taxi because I don't want to get lazy or waste money, so I had to walk. Each step took more effort than the last and I felt like I was walking through molasses. How convenient would a car be. Seriously. Well, I don't have one so I kept walking. Mean while my mind was wandering all over the place. I thought I might pass out. Ick. Feeling sick is not fun. 15 minutes of walking did bring me to the correct though and after seeing some students, I'm glad I went.
While walking, I remembered a blog post I meant to write a long time ago regarding high-heeled shoes. Women here LOVE their high heels. I'm not talking about 3 or 4 inch, but rather 5-7. It is crazy. Especially considering this city is in the mountains and every street has an incline. I don't know how they do it. Most women are rather short though, so at least it brings them up to my level and I don't feel like such a giant. If I put on a pair or those heels I would tower over everyone (males and females already with their 6 inch heel enhancement) No thank you! Every once in a while I consider buying a pair, but then I sober up and challenge myself, "If you can come up with one good reason to buy a pair, then go for it."
I have yet to come up with the reason so I have yet to buy a pair of stilts!
Since I've been here I've really loved the fact that I have to walk everywhere. I have no other choice but to exercise. Grocery shopping? 10 minutes. Going to the place I love to buy fruit? 15 minutes. To catch the bus to school? 7.5 minutes. Hanging out with people? At least 5. And remember, it's all up and down hill too, so double the benefit! Today was the first day in 3 months where I wished I had a car. Our school had a performance at a mall "close by" and I had told the music teacher and the other foreigners that I'd be there. I'm kind of anti-taxi because I don't want to get lazy or waste money, so I had to walk. Each step took more effort than the last and I felt like I was walking through molasses. How convenient would a car be. Seriously. Well, I don't have one so I kept walking. Mean while my mind was wandering all over the place. I thought I might pass out. Ick. Feeling sick is not fun. 15 minutes of walking did bring me to the correct though and after seeing some students, I'm glad I went.
While walking, I remembered a blog post I meant to write a long time ago regarding high-heeled shoes. Women here LOVE their high heels. I'm not talking about 3 or 4 inch, but rather 5-7. It is crazy. Especially considering this city is in the mountains and every street has an incline. I don't know how they do it. Most women are rather short though, so at least it brings them up to my level and I don't feel like such a giant. If I put on a pair or those heels I would tower over everyone (males and females already with their 6 inch heel enhancement) No thank you! Every once in a while I consider buying a pair, but then I sober up and challenge myself, "If you can come up with one good reason to buy a pair, then go for it."
I have yet to come up with the reason so I have yet to buy a pair of stilts!
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