Good/Bad Mexican Food

I'm supposed to be somewhere in 5 minutes but I may be in the bathroom instead. Such is the fate of us weak gringo stomachs. Lunch was at a Tex-Mex restaurant with good tortilla chips, yummy guacamole, tasty steak burrito and delicious Mexican rice. Perhaps it was simply too much flavour for my stomach to handle but the rumblings began on the taxi ride home.

Today I accompanied the students of the Embassy Spanish teacher on a field trip to a couple of fabric stores. It was a little overwhelming but I'm already looking forward to returning and actually buying some of their beautiful fabric...silk/wool/cashmere mixes in some wonderful patterns.

The opportunity arose today to talk to both the doc and the nurse practitioner about the job I didn't get. They made it obvious that they want me there. I figured out what was really bothering me about the possibility that the job description would be rewritten to accommodate my level of Spanish. Part of it is pride and another is the feeling that it's not really ethical. I suggested to the NP that they keep the level 2 Spanish in the job description, with the condition that the level must be obtained within a certain time limit, say 3 months. She said that made perfect sense and she planned to talk to the Human Resource dept. ASAP. Obviously, my spirits are much higher now about the whole thing. Oh, and I spoke to the Spanish teacher while we were in the taxi and she thinks I can make the level 2 very quickly, I simply need to know the past tense!

So here's to the med clinic and here's to slowing down the digestion of my lunch!