HLM/sick

Felt rather sick when I woke up. Ate breakfast anyway- had choccopan and tea. I was already late for meeting friends to go to HLM- this big fabric market. Got there as quickly as I could- we were able to get the taxi for 800 F. A good price, and set off for the market.

I was ready for this market. I knew no one was going to mess with me and felt super confident walking around. People had to be careful in these markets- there’s pickpocketers and such. We set out. HLM (said like: ashalemme) is particularly big. We were able to find a market vender that we liked right away though. We practically walked in every nook and cranny of the market. I ended up getting 6 yards of really beautiful fabric. I paid 4000F, which is about $8. I’ve never bought fabric before but when I asked when I got home, they said it was a good price. A rule of thumb here is that if you would be okay with the price in the US, then whatever it is, it’s a good price. I feel like that fabric that I bought would be so expensive in the states and I was okay with the price here.

I got home, rather tired and still feeling kinda crappy. Ate lunch but couldn’t really so I ended up lying down. I listened to music on my ipod and I’ve been noticing that listening to music alone in my room is really keeping me sane. It was sort of a rough adjustment, coming here. But I’m slowly getting used to it. Katia left her ukulele here last night and I played some today. Playing music and singing was also such a nice feeling. I’ve decided I’m going to buy a guitar. My host cousin is interested in learning, so I’m going to go halfsies on the guitar and show him some stuff and when I leave, it’s going to stay here. I’m alright with the deal. I need something to keep me distracted and what better than a guitar, which I can improve my skills on and write songs. I still feel a little icky and may or may not go to this concert/party that the rest of the students are going to tonight. It’s at a school somewhere.