The Next Day
It’s very different here. When I want to say one thing, I feel like it gets lost in translation. No one here says, “see you later.” Everyone is literal. At least, it seems to me.
Trying to get help is like pulling teeth. I don’t fully understand everything and I just need someone to give me a guiding hand. Like where is the market? Where is the best place to get clothes? What is the best way to travel?
Not only, do I not have the answers to those question, but I have to wonder who is trying to scam me. I never know who I can trust. Sometimes I just want to go back home.
But there are some really good things that I get experience here. I get to dive into another culture. I am immersed in a different language. I can see places that I would never get the chance to see if I stayed at home.
There are rough days and there are good days. Overall, I would say that the good days outweigh the bad days. I can’t wait to see what happens next.