“Caja del Auga” translates loosely as “The Water Box” but it’s really a very fancy cistern, once used to keep the city in water and the fountains flowing. It’s become one of the symbols of San Luis Potosi. Continue reading “Caja del Aqua, San Luis Potosi” »
I’ve used El Callejon del Carino dozens of times. It’s a narrow pedestrian path, not more than 4 meters wide. I like it because of the evocative name and as a shaded respite on hot days. It’s only a block long, located between Francisco Madero Avenue and Venustiano Carranza Avenue, two major thoroughfares. But it was only recently that I noticed a sign at one end with an English translation. I translated the name as “the alley of the dear one” and an online translation called it the “alley of caring.” The sign called it the “alley of fondness.” I like them all. Continue reading “The alley of fondness” »
I had such a great day Sunday. Not a lot of info here, just photos from Sunday with Meliza and her family, plus Marc, another teacher.
We stopped by a large shop that sold plants and flowers. Though we didn’t get the yellow marigolds Meliza wanted for the Dia de Los Muertos alter, there was plenty to see. And Marc got an aloe plant.
Next we drove through Parque Tangmanga, the largest in San Luis Potosi, and one of the largest parks in all of Mexico. It has everything.
Not sure you can see it, but this is human bowling–a person climbs into a large plastic ball and rolls to knock over pins. I must try this!
Another unique sport–knock ball. It’s soccer, but the players all have a huge balloon around them. Hilarious!
Tomorrow is the new schedule. I dread this day every 4 weeks. I start waking up extra early and have trouble sleeping a few days before it. Some of it is the feeling of zero control, but some of it is simply that it is completely last minute. If you give a new schedule to people that late, you aren’t interested in discussion or compromise. It’s take-it-or-leave-it. I’m pretty sure one of these days I’ll just hand in my locker key and walk out. Good thing we are always paid just before we are handed the schedule, though that also makes it look as though someone is welcome to walk out.
I’m concerned, also, about the long term health of the school. There are fewer students than this summer when I started. The teacher coordinator positions at either branch have not been replaced. Though there is a new calendar schedule for next year, it simply doesn’t look like the school is growing. Can it keep me gainfully employed through July? I had a conversation with a couple other established teachers about possible ways to find private students, if it comes to that. It’s not what I’d like. I don’t find private students to be reliable and getting paid is a constant hassle, but it’s good to be prepared, just in case. I’m meeting with Erika, my landlord’s boyfriend on Saturday as a possible 1st private student. We are meeting at Starbucks near the school. (I was right about the reliability of private students. He canceled about an hour before the meeting.)
After our exciting adventure in Cerro de San Pedro, Alex left Marc and I off on the far side of the old town in San Luis Potosi. It allowed us to walk through El Centro to get home and enjoy the perfect weather and hunter’s moon out that night.