Jon: now that we've been here for a couple weeks, we've been reflecting a little on how life here compares to life in Canada. I can't really say its better or worse, only different :). There are things we miss about home, there are other things I can easily do without. Here's
a few photos from around Guadalajara.
The water: In Canada, I didn't like drinking water out of the tap. So many chemicals are added during the process that there is little chance of anything living in the water. You could reasonably safely stick your head under the tap and glug away to your heart's content, you'll just keep your liver and kidneys busy cleaning out the delicious chlorine flavored water. In Mexico, if you were to do that, you're likely to spend the next week flushing out your colon in a rather hurried fashion. In many places in Mexico, they like to go green with the water, let it be, bacteria have feelings too y'know. In Canada, we're able to sing away in the shower for probably a good 2 or 3 songs if not more, basking in the wonderful warmth. In Mexico, by the time you hit the second verse, you're likely to be screaming like an 80's rock star its so cold. A lot of the taps don't put out hot water, they keep it for the shower. I don't know why they don't heat their water with sunshine y'know.

The weather: January in Canada. One of the more pleasant months, where everything is beautiful and white and frozen solid. One of the best parts about winter is when you have the freeze-thaw-freeze effect and all that lovely snow is turned into a skating rink for all to have fun while driving. Not only that, I personally love putting on 37 layers of clothing to go out, I enjoy feeling like a giant marshmallow, and if you slip, you've got lots of padding. OK, OK, so I lived in Victoria, and they get flowers in January some years, still ... but in Canada, we do have a sophisticated weather prediction system, and its probably right more than half the time.
In Mexico, if you say its going to be sunny today, you've got a chance at being right. But thats about as accurate as it gets. Introduce clouds into the picture and the prediction changes hourly. But, its a pretty good bet it isn't going to snow :).
Oh and then there's the bus system. In Canada, the buses are pretty boring, you get the occasional homeless wierdo, the mom with 3 screaming kids, and even the occasional irate passenger because *gasp* the bus was 5 minutes late! But you know the bus is coming, he will stop to pick you up, and he probably won't speed up to try and run that old lady down. If you've read any of the previous blog posts, you'll have an idea of what buses are like in Mexico. Time is totally irrelevant to them. On the other hand, you're pretty safe riding on the biggest vehicle on the road because other than another bus, anything the driver T-bones while running a red light is going to be on the losing end of the collision. You can have the thrill of two bus drivers drag racing each other the wrong way down a one way street, seeing who can pick up the most passengers! Cheer your driver on!!! But hey, for 6 pesos (50 cents) you can have one heck of a thrilling afternoon!!
Michelle: I'm back folks! It's a little hefty all this school work, it's so foreign to me having not been to school in what seems like forever. We're really loving the course, but we'll be looking forward to some sleep once we're done. Teaching everyday and preparing our own materials and lesson plans is very time consuming, add to that essays, assignments, teaching observations and minimum 7 hours in regular class... However all the hard work is paying off, not wanting to jump the gun yet as we are only half way through but we are doing very well so far. Just a few more hoops of fire to jump through and we've made it! So, in keeping with the theme, here are my comparisons.
Shopping: I'm not sure if Mexicans know about the personal space bubble that we each have surrounding us. At least not when you go into a store anyway. In Canada, you may have the rather bored cashier glance up from filing her nails or reading her gossip magazine and unwillingly acknowledge your presence, if you want help, forget it. For minimum wage you're probably not worth the effort. In Mexico, it's not uncommon to have someone so eager to help that they follow your every step, watching like a hawk every move you make. Let's just say it's a little unsettling when your bubble is constantly being pierced by a complete stranger that takes it upon themselves to be your shadow and stare at you very untrusting as you pick up a pencil to admire. It doesn't seem to matter if you walk with the 6 cent pencil in a postion right out in front that clearly shows you have no intention of putting it in your pocket. Then you turn to speak to your husband and wham right into your not so friendly shadow. Wow for minimum wage ($10 a day) that seems like far too much effort in my eyes.
Walking down the street: Generally speaking in Canada/ Australia you can enjoy being completely unsociable and isolated in your little world, happily walk around with a glazed expression of boredom and nobody will try to interfere because they too are walking with their own vacant expression. But minding your own business is not allowed here, you become a walking gawk session. Men openly undress you, regardless if you are attached to a man or not. People pushing perfectly ok children in wheelchairs ask you for money, every door you pass has someone trying to wave you into the store, hands are held out at every opportunity from beggars, someone will try to sell you nail clippers showing a picture of horrid looking toes that wouldn't make you want to touch the clippers with a ten foot pole!
Political Correctness: Back home, we have the joy of restraint and thinking before we speak so as not to offend. Take out anything that is logical and replace it with rules, but when enforcing rules anything that might actually do some good is over stepping the line. We have rules on saying Merry Christmas, rules about the content of children's books, rules on nationality, rules about weight, rules for discipline, rules for acceptance of unacceptable things.... the list goes on. It's a breath of fresh air that they can say it as it is. Here in school, teachers and students can freely discuss the weight issues of someone in the text book, they learn how to say that they are fat and need to lose weight. Getting a students personal cell phone is advised so as to organise a one on one teaching lesson, real names can be used, you can be fired for showing up at work drunk, you can be "discriminated against" in a job because of your age/ sex/ nationality/background/ pregnant etc and unacceptable things are still classified as unacceptable and there are consequences.