The year after finishing undergrad, virtually everyone we know is trying to find ways to stay in university a little longer. Those with a lot of foresight decided to ´miss´a couple of credits, so they had to stay another year. Others came up with the story that they´d be getting a second degree or a ¨Masters,¨ whatever that is. Still others just never left Kingston, or they summer there every weekend. Luckily we just found our scam. Next week Kim and I will start our professorship in the English school at Universidad Latina in San Jose. Its a grand old Alma Mater, much like our beloved Queen´s, except where the quirkey student would be smoking a cigarrette on the steps of the J-duc, picture a security guard with a giant shot gun. Or better still just picture Queen´s around mid-September next year and add some tropical plants.
Anyways the school year is just starting here, and there´s a real FROSH vibe going around the ULat campus. In a couple weeks they have the annual football match where the ULatina Bears take on their arch rivals, the U Costa Rica Buzzards. I think its going to be intense. No car flipping intense, but a close second with more salsa music. And salsa.
So now we start house hunting. It should be fun. Kim is excited to start calling places tonight and speaking spanish. Much love to Adam for his phrase book with a ´renting an appartment´section.
Office hours are monday and wednesdays from 12-3.
Professor Messer and ...kim (theres no clever way to make it rhyme)
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