the lowpoint has come and gone, i hope. the culmination of the stress of the move, the cold and incessantly rainy weather here, fox's new anti-sleep campaign, the language barrier, the stares, and the other stairs (63 to be exact) i have to climb everyday if i want to get anywhere came to a head and pushed me into total meltdown. last night i had a great cry, and today the clouds have somewhat broken, both literally and figuratively.
happy to get out of the casa!
today i even mustered up the courage to haul fox and his ojos azules grandes around the block and engage in "conversation" with the locals. at the baby clothing store, i told the saleswoman how old fox was: "eh, quatro.... (she filled in the meses part)." she then, as i understood it, gave the usual international astonishment for his size at his age, and i replied, "si, muy gigante!" next, i ordered a hot chocolate at the friendly neighborhood starbucks: "alto chocolate, por favor." lastly, we stopped at the fruit stand right outside our apartment and purchased mangoes, platanos, y rambutan, muchas gracias! and i only twice had to use my tried-and-true default, "lo siento, no hablo espanol." not too shabby. tomorrow i may even order un bocadillo from subway.