Bogota arrival

I just got to Bogota yesterday. I arrived at the airport a bit overwhelmed and disorientated but luckily my host mom, Gladys, was waiting for me with a sign with my name on it. She escorted me to my new home for the next 2 weeks.

I'm living with Gladys, her boyfriend, her son Elaun, and Elauns friend Wilfriedie (or something). They´re all very nice and welcoming. Last night I walked around our neighborhood with Elaun and ended up going to a restaurant that he is somehow involved in (my tour was all in Spanish so I'm a bit fuzzy on the details) to have dinner.

No one that I live with speaks English. This is both great and horribly frustrating and overwhelming. I'm sure that by the end of the 2 weeks that I'm scheduled to stay with them, my Spanish will be much better. I do, however, spend a lot of time smiling and nodding without really knowing what I'm agreeing too. Luckily, they´re used to having English speakers who cant really speak Spanish in the house so they're very patient with me.

I visited the International House in Bogota this afternoon. I met the Director of Studies, Andy, and he showed me around the school a bit. The building is beautiful with lots of light and open terraces. Andy also gave me the course books for my first class (TOMORROW). Yikes! I have to teach tomorrow in the way-too-early morning (6am) for 2 hours! So far Ive only had experience teaching for 40 minutes at a time so a 2-hour long stretch is going to be a bit of an adjustment. Andy tells me though though that the students in my class are really great and I have nothing to worry about...I guess I´ll have better idea tomorrow!