Holeta you surprise me.

When I first arrived I was not sure what to expect.  In my room in Washington  I looked up as much information I could find.  I was told things would be different and not quite what I was used to.

In my second year I was unsure about things.  My body craved the diversity that I was familiar too.  Chips had a new meaning (French fries) and drinks were far simpler.  I learned that moccioto was the local version of a mocha.  The neich/white taste reminded me of the familiar Carmel taste from my past.

Now in my 3rd year I have found a local place that had 3 essential things food, drink, and wifi.  In that order I finally felt a a decrease in the resistance to the change.

I am not as talkative I would rather listen.  I try to choose my words carefully so I don’t confuse or offend anyone accidentally.

I wish I was the sophisticated woman I used to be. Go places and explore things.  Socialize and feel confident about my decisions.

Give me more time and as you have surprised me Holeta, I will surprise you.
Love,

Sara G.

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