Ground Control to Major Tom

Resuming transmission to the good people of Earth. I'm alive and well. As well as can be expected when you're all alone so far from home and loved ones, anyway. It's been nine whole days since I last posted. Though a lot has happened in that time, not much has changed. Still searching for a place of my own. I don't think I'll start to settle in, feel at home, until I get my own place. It's all been very stressful, looking for a place. I'm running out of time.

I got sick in the middle of the week and was unable to go for a run at all after last Monday. I was actually pretty hungover on Thursday as a result of a broker-sponsored event on Wednesday night. Two words: open bar. I don't know when I would ever have been able to attend a broker function were I still working at the office back home, so it was nice to be able to mingle with clients.

On Friday I took a trip to Paseo de la Reforma to sort out some things at the SAT. There was a demonstration / protest which closed off through traffic heading in, so the taxi guy dropped me off a block before. Not a big deal, though. Reforma is fucking lovely. I enjoyed my walk to here:

The Horsie Tower!

Luckily, the wait inside wasn't too bad. I was in and hour in just over an hour with my very own RFC. Taxes, yay! Just glad their appointments system works a hell of a lot better than the Mexican Consulate in Los Angeles. Plus, they have matching chair patterns:

Now serving number...

A couple of other shots from Reforma: 

Demonstration

On Saturday night, I went out with my co-worker. Besides my boss, she's the only one who has made an attempt to reach out and make me feel at home, welcomed. We went out for dinner at La Crepererie de la Paix here in Condesa. We probably stayed past our welcome at the restaurant as we totally lost track of time talking about work and things of that nature. 3 hours later, we headed over to some club that had all the ladies going cray! Ha! Not really, but it is a cool spot called Don Quintin. Stayed there for a bit watching the band play some covers and stuff. It was a fun night and it was really nice to hang out with someone other than myself. 

Did I mention I got a pretty rad haircut on Saturday? All scissor-cut. The guy seemed concerned for my hair. He doesn't want me to ever get buzzed again. He did an awesome job and he said with the next two or three cuts, my hair will have been saved! :) So, I made an appointment for next month just before the holidays. 

Today, Sunday, the 24th day of the month of November in the year 2013, I did absolutely nothing. Stayed home, in my pjs watching tv, and catching up on my blog; catching you up with my life down here. Until next time...