Welcome to Mexico
Trip Start Oct 01, 2012
42Trip End Sep 15, 2013
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The last week in England has been a mixture of some very good times, catching up with as many friends that I could possibly fit in, visiting all of my favourite restaurants for the last time, and the last minute stress and panic which I only have myself to blame. I only started packing on Friday, with the weekend fully booked, and at 14:00 I randomly check my immunisation booklet and realise that I had done my maths completely wrong and my Typhoid jab in 2009 ran out this year. Thankfully, within the 3 hours I had left myself to get immunised, they managed to make some time for me. Miracle.
I am lucky enough to have the most amazing friends and family, so much so, I have to keep reminding myself why I chose to move so far away from them all! I love getting post. Especially unexpected and completely undeserving post. This week has almost been like Christmas... the one I'm not going to have this year... with lots of beautiful "Goodbye and Good Luck" cards and leaving presents. I spent the flight making full use of the in-flight entertainment watching films, and reading my first book on my brand new Kindle. Such a surprise and generous leaving present, even in Australia, my brother is still the best brother in the World!
The plane journey didn't get off to a great start, a bit of an anticlimax, we were stuck at Heathrow Terminal 5 for 2 hours, as they spotted a faulty tyre just as we were boarding.... brilliant. This took 2 hours to sort out before we finally took off, making our total time on the plane 13 hours... oeuufff. This isn't too bad though as we realised that our insurance policy covers flight delays, something like £50 every hour we are delayed- winning!
I managed to get a seat next to Jodie right at the back of the plane, where for the first time in my life, I was boiling for the entirety of the journey. There was just no air reaching the back of the plane. Nightmare. Halfway through the journey we took a little walk to say hi to all the other Southampton students scattered around the plane, and to be fair we were being pretty annoying for the air hostesses constantly trying to squeeze past us, but then one of them asked us if we were travelling as a group and whether we knew a "Jodie Ledingham," as her aunt is head of BA security. She then brought out a bottle of champagne and some glasses for us, which she then spilt down the Mexican lady sat next to Beth and Sam. Awkward. Although she was happy jus to get a free glass of champagne. All the Mexicans surrounding us were so unbelievably friendly, and they then started whipping out their camera phones to take photos of us "beautiful girls." Everyone on the plane was so talkative and smiling at each other. These Mexicans were living up to their "warm and friendly" reputation, and if they're all this welcoming, then we could definitely get used to this!
As the plane was coming in to land, I could barely believe that my year abroad adventure had started, I've never seen anything like it. All of the lights were just shining so bright, and were endless, stretching further than we could see. Mexico City, the world's 2nd largest city, looked incredible!
We were feeling like VIPs (especially after the plane journey...) in these pretty nice 4x4 Chevrolets as we drove through Mexico City. Not sure why, but I expected the traffic, and driving in general, to be absolute chaos... but it actually had lane markings and cat's eyes which the drivers stuck to.
Leaving the airport we saw lots of the traditional street stalls selling food/questionable meats, and some little shops. Then we drove a little further and saw all the skyscrapers which made for a pretty impressive skyline... almost felt like driving into downtown Chicago.
Then we saw a group of girls, and I said "oh look, they do wear short shorts" (we had been told to avoid wearing shorts whilst in mainland Mexico,) and then I realised that she was, in fact, a prostitute, with all the other girls in jeans hanging around the street corner. Oops.
I am 6 hours behind UK time, so I'm just dealing with some jetlag right night, before heading downstairs for a breakfast buffet (my weakness in life,) and then meeting Lilliana, from the Anglo Foundation at 10 for our induction.