A Mexican Birthday Party

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So one of my fiancés aunty just turned 70, so all her family and relatives were invited for a small party in one of my fiancés uncles restaurants. Now I’ve been to a few of these ‘gatherings’, and on a few occasions I really didn’t enjoy myself.

I’m not saying the people at these gatherings are terrible people, they are not at all! They are all just so nice, friendly and every single one of my fiancés relative are lovely people. I’m very lucky to be joining such a loving family. So it’s really not about the company.

My problem is that I can’t speak Spanish well enough to communicate. Well I can speak some Spanish, but I definitely cannot give my input on anything other than ‘What’s your favourite food’, ‘What did you do yesterday?’… etc.

I usually feel sad when I’m at these parties, just due to the fact that I can’t talk. I can’t join in. I can’t give my opinion on anything. So I usually just sit there, look around, and smile when there is a joke being shared. I just feel so uncomfortable. That’s why I usually get anxious going to these events.

So we arrived in Mexico city and we met everyone and thankfully I didn’t feel uncomfortable at all. I really enjoyed the day. Although I still didn’t understand pretty much anything, I wasn’t as anxious or stressed when I didn’t understand. I think this was due to the fact that there were about 20 people in the room. Usually I get more anxious when it’s a smaller group.

So I think thats what helped the situation a lot. The thing is I want to talk to people, I want to make jokes, I want to join in, I want people to see the real me, and not the one that just sits there and doesn’t do or say anything. My fiancés family don’t know what I’m like, and I really want to show them. So it’s difficult. I feel like they see my body but not my personality.

I suppose I want them to see ‘Look, this is who your nephew/cousin is going to marry…. sometimes she’s funny, she enjoys talking about this or that… she seems like a nice person, I know why Rafael is with her’.

I guess I just want to seem interesting, because when someone doesn’t speak your own language, it’s hard to get to know that person and find out what they are like. Then you kind of ignore the person because whatever you say to them they won’t understand, so you just keep away from them.

And I don’t want people to think that of me. I think my fiancés relatives are beginning to see what I’m like though. Most of them speak English so that helps ALOT! But you know, when they are together they just speak Spanish.

There are a few more gatherings (Mexican families LOVE family gatherings) so I hope they will go ok too. I just wish my Spanish was great, and I could blabber to all of them. Not perfect, but good enough that I can speak fluently, confidently and get my point across. That’s all I want for the moment.

It’s very frustrating… and these are the times when I really miss Ireland and being able to speak English to everyone.

Aisling.

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The Late 20’s Club.

The Late 20’s Club.

So I’ve finally joined the ‘The  Late 20’s Club’. Ha, I remember at one stage me thinking ‘Oh I want to be older so I can do loads of stuff.’ When I was 18 I always wanted to look older… When someone said ‘Oh you look older than 18’ I was delighted. (Although this was when I had plenty of make-up on me). I hated having to be asked for ID when going to bars and clubs.

However now, that definitely isn’t the case. I always used to think that I looked young for my age, but now I’m not too sure. Maybe now I look more mature, but I’m beginning to feel like I look my age… and I’m not really sure what to make of it! Maybe I could be totally wrong… but I certainly see a difference in myself from 2 years ago.

So for my 26th birthday, me, my boyfriend and another 2 couples that we met in Level 1 in our Uni, we went for Beijing duck in a really popular restaurant North West of Chengdu. It is a bit of a travel from our place but it is worth it. The duck is delicious and it’s juicy and not fatty at all. Plus we ordered other dishes which were all lovely too.

I hope, one day, if my parents visit and we can bring them to Chengdu and they can come to this place.

And…my friends even bought me a cheesecake! Chinese cake really is terrible, but the one they got is a Western style cheesecake, and it was delicious! After eating this we were all stuffed!

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And they spelt my name right!

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My lovely friends

After this, we headed to one of our friends apartment and drank some imported beer, took a shot of Korean Soju, and tasted berry flavoured vodka. It was a great night!

However it makes me sad to think next year my birthday will be rather different. With one couple moving back to the UK in the summer, the other planning on heading back to the US next year, and us thinking of moving to another city in China…. this will be the last time we are together for my birthday.

Even for my last birthday and who came to celebrate, 6/7 have left already.

But I suppose, we now have an excuse to visit Scotland and America to see them! And when myself and my boyfriend move to Mexico, then they can definitely come to visit us! That would be great!

再见!

爱玲