Feb
25
On good days, I can’t believe that two months have gone by so quickly. On bad days, I feel like I’ve been here for years.
I feel as though I’ve learned a lot in a short period – maybe that’s why I’m tired. Here’s a few of the highlights -
1) I am so glad that I decided to not even think about working for the first three months. I don’t know how I could have managed a job and getting the kids settled. It took me these past two months just to get all their school supplies. Hence my first lesson: there is no Wal-Mart or Super Target equivalent in Caracas. The closest thing I found to a Costco or BJ’s is a store called Makro and it is located on the outskirts. 
2) Always allow for an extra 30-40 minutes when going somewhere by car. Traffic here is simply erratic. At first I was told it’s really bad on Fridays because that’s when people are getting ready to go away for the weekend. Then when it was equally horrendous the following Tuesday, I was told it was due to protests going on all over the city. Then when it was even worse on Thursday, I was told people were getting ready for the impending holiday the following week. Bottom line: traffic can be horrible at any time.
3) I need to relax. If I go to the store looking for something that I saw there the day before and it’s gone – too bad. No one there is going to go out of his/her way to find a hidden stash of my peanut butter or specific brand of paper towels and that’s OKAY. Life will go on. The more I get into this mindset, I find that other little things that used to bother me simply roll off my back. Therefore, I am a calmer version of myself (I’m sure my husband is enjoying that
)
So, after two months, the patient seems to be very healthy.
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Feb
07
I often read articles about American expats who have to adjust to a slower paced life while abroad.
Having had the good fortune to travel a lot growing up, I have always seen this difference as what truly makes the US unique.
In most other countries in the world, efficiency does not triumph all. I remember when I got to France and was warned by our liaison that walking while eating was faux pas; even among students . I just couldn’t believe it. Who had time to get home from classes and sit down to eat lunch – whether cooked or bought. Well, by month three, I had somehow found the time. I picked up from the locals that I could stop at the daily open air market on my home and have everything I needed to make a healthy lunch. Since we didn’t have TV – at least not the “good stuff” that I like to watch – my roommates and I often shared the tasks of cooking or just ate together. Somehow along the way, this just became the norm and I needed to re-adjust when I got back to the states.
I am now back in the re-adjustment period here in Caracas, but I am NOT complaining. I have enjoyed (enjoyed being the operative word) many more meals in my short time here with my family than I would have in the states. I pick up fresh foods at the store several times a week as opposed to stocking up for a month – a small refrigerator will leaves few options. All in all, I am slowing down.
The hardest part of this transition is changing my expectations from the service industry. No matter what you are buying here, the person selling to you is not in a rush. This may seem really rude at first, but I find that they like to give each person/customer as much time as they need; even if that need is talking about the last night’s baseball game
Do you have any similar stories/perceptions from abroad?
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