In life, if something’s not right, go left. From the small beach town of Puerto Vallarta to one of the biggest cities in the world, Mexico City; why moving was the correct thing for me.
So. I made the move. I am in-process of becoming Chilanga (a girl from Mexico City). I had been living in Puerto Vallarta from January 1 to October 1 and it is bittersweet to see another chapter of my life pass by. Let me give you some insight on why I decided to move to Vallarta in the first place and why now I decided to move to the big city, DF.
Eager for my “professional career in tourism” to begin, I found opportunity in Puerto Vallarta. I was familiar with Vallarta and knew that it would be a good place for me to assimilate. It was very Mexican but with American familiarities. I did not want to move to the same city as my boyfriend because I wanted to make sure I could be independent living in Mexico and that nothing would hinder my strive to make a name for myself as a tourism professional in Mexico. Bluntly, I wanted to make sure I was strong enough to not run north if anything heartbreaking would happen!
Ten months later, I realized that I want more. I always am striving for more, professionally and personally. Everything I wanted I had gotten, except one thing…. speaking Spanish at a fluent level. I feel like, in order for me to advance professionally, I must be fluent. I lost an AMAZING opportunity because I couldn’t speak spanish freely, and although everything happens for a reason, I can’t help but kick myself. It was a great title, a great company, and an amazing pay with perks, argh! This made me open my eyes big time on where my life was headed.
So I am now reverting back a bit, as I can now realize, maybe I wasn’t ready to immerse myself as a young professional trying to grow in Mexico. I need to focus on learning the language to advance.
That is something I found very hard to do in Puerto Vallarta, as EVERYONE speaks English. Unfortunately, I have had a personal struggle within myself, in which I am totally ashamed to speak Spanish. (I know what most of you are thinking, and trust me, I KNOW!)…. But for those few times I would attempt to speak Spanish to someone… they would, in return, speak English. It was frustrating. Not to mention to take classes were extremely expensive.
So I realized it was time to just soley focus on accomplishing the goal of speaking Spanish fluently. I had found some extra income to be able to afford classes and just take a step back. I knew I had to immerse myself somewhere where no one spoke English, where I would get a good kick-in-the-ass. I researched programs all over Mexico and decided upon UNAM in Mexico City.
Immersing myself in, what I think will be a challenging place for me to live, is something that I wanted for myself. I need to be shook of my fear of speaking Spanish and where else than the heart of Mexico! And yes, conveniently, my boyfriend is here.. but do not tell me “I moved to Mexico City to be with my boyfriend”. Don’t get me wrong, I love him and I have been waiting for the moment when our lives would meet together, but my decision to Mexico City was made up of many of things.
So here I am, living in Interlomas, taking classes at UNAM in Polanco. I was terrified, but it’s already week two and I’m happy. I was so intimidated but that’s just me and I am already mostly over it. It’s beautiful here. The weather is great, I’m learning the rules of the road (and of a stick shift!), and that there is more “American familiarities” (aka shopping) than I would have ever imagined. And don’t worry, just because I took a step back doesn’t mean I lost focus. I pass the Secretaria de Turismo building everyday and it doesn’t fail to remind me what I am striving for in life.
I learned something about myself that I want to share with all the young adults in the “I just graduated, now WTF do I do” stage …
If you don’t like something, change it. If you aren’t happy, change it. If you are afraid of the “what if’s” or to go against what society says “you should do”, don’t be. If you thought you had the perfect master plan, and it didn’t work out, it’s okay!. Don’t be afraid to take a step back and definitely, never settle. Do what is right for you.