martes, 17 de febrero de 2015

Mid-term Orientation: Half-way

The half-way point has come and gone. January 30th was the official half-way point of my Fulbright leaving 5 months left. If I had to give a report card on my experience so far, it would be something like this:

Cultural Experience: A
Mexico is great. The food, the people, the price, the destinations are all amazing. I have a funny reputation at work. Everyone says I am the most Mexican person there. I like spicy food, I am always down to eat tacos, I can do a Mexican yell ("Aaaaiiii aiii aiiiiiiiiiiiiiii), I play soccer, I go to Cruz Azul soccer games, and I like eating food in the street. Everywhere I go in Mexico I am called "guero", which means light-skinned. Seriously everywhere. Every market I have ever gone to, they call me "guero" without fail. I am also playing a lot of pick-up soccer near my house. It´s 5 v 5 walled soccer and it is open to the public for free. We play first to 2 goals. I normally don´t bring anything valuable because some of the dudes look pretty ghetto, so I still don´t have any pictures. 

I also feel like I have seen the majority of the main destinations in Mexico. The places that I still haven´t been to are either far, dangerous, or both. Most of the North of the country unfortunately falls into that category. 

Work soccer team


Academic Experience: B+
So far I have taken Negotiations and Business Law and I am currently taking Financial Statement Analysis and Computer Programming (at the undergraduate level). The academic rigor is not as tough as in the United States. For the MBA coursework that makes sense because I am in a part-time program and the professors understand that everyone is working. However, I know that introductory computer programming classes are extremely hard in the US. My class is pretty easy so far. We are just doing flow-diagrams and programming simple things. The homeworks are maybe an hour long each, compared to 10-20 hours for problem sets at UW. This is good for me though because I don´t have to spend as much time doing homework. I got my first trimester grades back and they were both 9/10, so I am pleased.

Professional Experience: B-
I am starting to feel pretty frustrated at work as they don´t really have any meaningful work for me to do. The work they do have available to me is translation work, simple marketing work like preparing applications for the firm to be ranked, and basic website maintenance. I had really hoped before the Fulbright that I would be learning about international business and doing business in Mexico. That really has not happened. I started off doing translation thinking that I had to pay my dues and learn the vocabulary, but after a few months of that and taking a business law course in the MBA program at ITAM, the learning curve has not changed. 

The work culture is also something I had not anticipated. Mexico is very hierarchical and the boss is always right. I find this to be extremely frustrating as I am used to more horizontal organizations where you can debate ideas with your boss freely. I also realized that lawyers look down on accountants, in Mexico anyway. They don´t care that I am an accountant and that I have 3 years of work experience. I am routinely task with simple administrative work that should be for an intern. Because for them, I am an intern. They don´t have to pay me, so why should they value my time. My current strategy is to shift my priority away from work and towards my classes and the cultural experience. The one redeeming attribute is that my co-workers are all really cool. Although as of late, they have been too busy to do lunch, which was almost daily during the fall. 

Here is a graph of what I have been doing. As you can see the majority of my time was spent on the website, which was launched last month. Here is the link: http://solcargo.com.mx/ The things that I enjoy doing are Empresas, or Business, and Energia, or Energy Reform, which are tiny slivers of my total time. 

Language Experience: A-
I feel like my Spanish is getting much better, both formally and informally. I intentionally have been taking hard classes at ITAM and studying vocab in my spare time to improve it. I am also living with a Mexican, Beto, and I regularly watch movies in Spanish. Of course my Spanish could improve more if more of my work was in Spanish, rather than 50/50 English Spanish. I know a lot of Mexican slang, much to Sandra´s chagrin. I still haven´t mastered the Mexican art of alburreando (speaking with double meaning, often sexual jokes), but that takes years of practice. Here is a list of popular Mexican slang. On the left is the least and on the right is the most. For example, "no está dificil" = it´s easy and "Ta cabrón" = it´s fucking hard!

Part of the Fulbright program is that we do mid-term presentations on our experiences so far, and that we attend a conference with the other Fulbrights in San Miguel de Allende. All the other Fulbrights got to spend Monday - Friday in San Miguel de Allende, but as we have internships, we only got to go Thursday night to Friday afternoon. On Wednesday we did our presentations in D.F. I decided to focus my presentation on the cultural differences between the United States as measured by the social physiologist Geert Hofstede. In the 1970´s, Hofstede did a comparative cultural study by having all the employees of IBM around the world (about 117,000) take a survey. From the results of this survey, Hofstede concluded that there are 5 cultural dimensions:

Power distance index (PDI): "Power distance is the extent to which the less powerful members of organizations and institutions (like the family) accept and expect that power is distributed unequally." Individuals in a society that exhibits a high degree of power distance accept hierarchies in which everyone has a place without the need for justification. Societies with low power distance seek to have equal distribution of power.
Individualism (IDV) vs. collectivism: "The degree to which individuals are integrated into groups". In individualistic societies, the stress is put on personal achievements and individual rights. People are expected to stand up for themselves and their immediate family, and to choose their own affiliations. In contrast, in collectivist societies, individuals act predominantly as members of a lifelong and cohesive group or organization.
Uncertainty avoidance index (UAI): "a society's tolerance for uncertainty and ambiguity". It reflects the extent to which members of a society attempt to cope with anxiety by minimizing uncertainty. People in cultures with high uncertainty avoidance tend to be more emotional. They try to minimize the occurrence of unknown and unusual circumstances and to proceed with careful changes step by step planning and by implementing rules, laws and regulations. In contrast, low uncertainty avoidance cultures accept and feel comfortable in unstructured situations or changeable environments and try to have as few rules as possible. People in these cultures tend to be more pragmatic, they are more tolerant of change.
Masculinity (MAS), vs. femininity: "The distribution of emotional roles between the genders". Masculine cultures' values are competitiveness, assertiveness, materialism, ambition and power, whereas feminine cultures place more value on relationships and quality of life. In masculine cultures, the differences between gender roles are more dramatic and less fluid than in feminine cultures where men and women have the same values emphasizing modesty and caring.
Long-term orientation (LTO), vs. short term orientation: Long-term oriented societies attach more importance to the future. They foster pragmatic values oriented towards rewards, including persistence, saving and capacity for adaptation. In short term oriented societies, values promoted are related to the past and the present, including steadiness, respect for tradition, preservation of one's face, reciprocation and fulfilling social obligations.
Indulgence versus restraint (IVR): The extent to which members of a society try to control their desires and impulses. Whereas indulgent societies have a tendency to allow relatively free gratification of basic and natural human desires related to enjoying life and having fun, restrained societies have a conviction that such gratification needs to be curbed and regulated by strict norms.

To give you an idea of how various countries stack-up, here is a graph showing Brazil, Russia, India, China, and the United States versus the World averages.

Anyway, I decided to compare Mexico to the United States.

As you can see, the main differences are in Power Distance, Individualism, Uncertainty Avoidance, and Indulgence. When I first saw this, I was surprised how well it described what I had been seeing in Mexico. The first difference, Power Difference precisely explains how I feel at work. In high power distance societies "everyone has a place without the need for justification." The boss is the boss, and that´s it. It also explains why there isn´t more social unrest as a result of the high levels of inequality. People are more likely to accept that they are poor, and those who are rich don´t feel guilty that they are rich. 

For individualism, the US is off the charts compared to the World. Mexico is much closer to the world average. This difference shows the beauty of the Mexican culture. It is very inclusive. People want you to feel comfortable. This is why I adapted so well at work. Everyone was offering to take me to lunch and was very nice to me. In the US, I have seen when foreign people come to work as transfers at Deloitte, and they are often ignored. People don't give a shit. They are polite, but that's as far as it goes. I wish that the US was more like Mexico in this regard. 

Uncertainty Avoidance. Countries with high levels of certainty avoidance have a nasty symptom, increased bureaucracy. It makes sense. If a society doesn't feel comfortable making decisions, it invents a whole bunch of rules so that the decisions are made by rules and not by people. I experienced this bureaucracy when I tried to get my student visa. It was extremely frustrating and time consuming. I have also seen uncertainty avoidance at work. I was tasked with making the Christmas card. Again a great utilization of my accounting and finance skills. The partners couldn't make a decision on which card they liked, or what message they wanted to include. In the end, over 50 emails were exchanged related to the content of the Christmas card because they wanted complete consensus. It was insane, it's a Christmas card for crying out loud. 

The final difference is Indulgence. In Mexico, you can pretty much satisfy any desire or impulse you want. There are tons of places to eat in the streets, junk food at every turn, cigarettes are ubiquitous, and the number of sex shops and prostitutes is insane. There are two consequences from this. The first is negative. Mexico briefly eclipsed the US for obesity rates (but US won it back this year!), and there are tons of teenage pregnancies. The second consequence is positive. It means that Mexicans know how to enjoy life and have fun. They are more spontaneous. Why not have a beer? Why not go eat some tacos? Why not go salsa dancing? 

That was the basic premise of my presentation. Everyone liked it, although I was definitely tip-toeing on the edge of what is appropriate. I'm glad my boss wasn't there, especially for my comments about Power Distance and Uncertainty Avoidance. Here is a picture of all the Binational Business Fulbrights and the Director and Coordinator of our program:


After our presentations, we headed to San Miguel de Allende to meet up with the other 80 or so Fulbrights. On the way, we got a flat on the side of the freeway. 

Instead of staying to help the driver, we exercised our Mexican Indulgence and went to the gas station to buy beer, which we drank while we waited. 

As part of our Fulbright conference, we had the Ranch Olympics. It consisted of various exercises including tug-of-war, donkey races, sack races, and catch the chicken.

Donkey Race: I am the one behind using the Stick of Encouragement.

Change of strategy, I'll pull White Lighting, our albino burro.

Chicken catching. Not that easy. This girl in glasses, though, apparently worked at an aviary and was amazing at catching chickens.

The place was beautiful. Our Mexican cowboy hosts spent most of the time laughing at us trying to catch chickens and ride donkeys. 

Since we had only spent about 16 hours in San Miguel de Allende, and it was 5 hour trip, I decided to stay with two other Fulbrights, Jesse and David, and take advantage of the weekend. Somehow I ended up back in Guanajuato, for the fourth time! On the fourth time, I decided it was finally time to follow one of the estudiantiles bands around the streets of Guanajuato and sing songs. 

Picture at a traditional cantina. Until about 1980, women weren´t allowed in cantinas so the urinal was in plain sight of the bar. For some reason, this cantina decided to maintain it that way. Fine by me.

While David and Jesse were checking out Guanajuato, I went to the Guanajuato State Fair in Leon, about 1 hour away. The fair basically consisted of lots of food, lots of things for sale, lots of animals, and amusement rides.

Massive indoor area with everything you could ever want for sale: leather, art, food, clothing, furniture, shoes, etc...

There was also a big section with cows, horses, goats, and other animals for sale. This was the section of fighting roosters for sale. They had to have cardboard separators between their cages so that they didn't see each other or they would go crazy. 

I took the Ferris wheel by myself. Selfie! It cost $2 so I felt like I had to. Once I got up there, I realized that I was about 8 stories up on some sketchy Mexican amusement park ride and I got nervous. Luckily I survived.

To set the record straight, Mexicans don't eat burritos (except in the North). They don't even know how to eat burritos. This is demonstrated by this sign I saw at the fair instructing users on how to properly eat a burrito. 

I saw this attraction at the fair and I had to take a picture because a) it looks super awesome and fun for a little kid, and b) for liability reasons, it will never ever exist in the US.


Other random thoughts:
Recently discovered the molcajete. It´s basically a bunch of meat, cactus, cheese, and onion bathed in salsa verde inside of a giant hot lava rock cup. It is the best thing ever. 

At least I´m not the only one frustrated at work. One of the Fulbrights said that at work they spend over an hour trying to build a shoe tower. 

Window washing was already sketchy in the US, but in Mexico they don´t even use those little carts. They just straight up rappel down and wash the windows. 

Super Bowl:
I´ve finally come to terms with the outcome from the Super Bowl. Unfortunately, I bet the trainer at my gym 150 burpees on the game, so now I have to do 150 burpees. Fortunately, I´ve been giving this particular trainer the slip, but eventually I´ll have to pay. 

Even Mexicans didn't understand that play call. But whatever, it's fine. I'm over it. 

martes, 10 de febrero de 2015

Sandra & Guanajuato

I returned to Guanajuato. As I said in my previous post, it's simply the best place to go in Mexico. This time it was for a romantic trip with Sandra. Remember this plaza in my previous post? Well we stayed in an AirBnB off of this plaza which was simultaneously unprofessional and elegant. It was unprofessional because there was no reception, no one to greet you, the room had extra mattresses, and when you came back at night, any time after 7 pm, you had to bang on the door until someone let you in (even when we got back at midnight, which would require us banging loud enough to wake someone up). 

But, at the same time the building was AMAZING. It was recently remodeled house with super high ceilings and a view of all of Guanajuato including Pipila, the University, and various churches. Plus the location was a 2 minute walk to Jardin Union. Ground zero for Guanajuato. They also had Yoga classes and Hindi classes. One morning we woke up to the sound of a didgerirdoo. There were also about 4 churches within a .5 km radius from our hotel, so it was difficult to sleep in as the bells would ring every 15 minutes starting at 8 a.m. 

The purple building behind is our Hindi B&B / Yoga Studio AirBnB. We are in Plaza Baratillo:

When my mom and sister came we ate at La Trattoria upon the recommendation of a friend from Guanajuato. It was amazing. Naturally when I went with Sandra we repeated with the award winning lasanga, goat cheese pear walnut salad, salmon, and a bottle of wine for good measure. We were on a little terrace so we could watch the various groups of estudiantiles, or groups of musicians in tunics, that would start their tours below us.

We also watched a Don Quixote impersonator work his magic getting money to pose in photos. The best part about Don Quixote is that between photos he would take cig breaks. We figured we'd get a picture too.

Classic Guanajuato picture with the yellow church at the town center in the background and a VW bug passing by.

A little closer. Sandra's technique of asking Asians to take our picture wasn't practical in Guanajuato, so we had to have some of our pictures retaken as the locals would take terrible pictures.

The houses on the hills of Guanajuato are multi-colored like Rio, except with the notable difference, they are NOT favelas.

This is the same church where I saw the play during Cervantino.

View from Pipila looking down.

This is what I'm talking about where we had to wait outside our hotel for a few minutes when we came back after 7 pm and wait for someone to open the door. On this particular occasion, they had left the fountain on inside and it flooded the entire lobby and was spilling out the front door into the plaza. I seized the opportunity for a pic.

We also went to Truco 7, saw Raul the Juice Guy, went to the Callejon del Beso, went to my taco spot (El Paisa II), ate in the Mercado Municipal, ate in Plaza San Fernando, and otherwise explored Guanajuato. The thing about Guanajuato is that you don't need to do anything in particular. The city is so pleasant that just wandering around is enjoyable. Sandra was surprised by the number of teenage pregnancies we saw. There were tons of girls, maybe 16 or 17 that were preggers. Guanajuato is an extremely conservative part of Mexico, so if you get pregnant, you're having a baby. Sometimes you would see someone who looked like an older mom with an infant and daughter, and realize that she was the grandma, and that the daughter was the mom! 

After the weekend, we headed back to D.F. on Monday afternoon. As Sandra had already seen the major sites of Mexico City, Monday night, Tuesday, and Wednesday were low key. I took her to the best restaurants in my barrio, and we had lunch at my favorite places around my work. When Sandra met my co-workers they said, "Your Spanish is so good! Where did you learn!?" Sandra gets whiter when she hangs out with me. The same thing happened in Spain. People would ask us if we would like to see the menu... in English. 

Although Sandra came to Mexico City in September, I saw this as her first REAL trip to Mexico, where she met Mexicans, tried the food, saw my apartment, and realized why I like it so much down here.

domingo, 8 de febrero de 2015

San Pancho, Guanajuato, D.F.

Slight delay on this blog. When I left off Julianne and I were in Oaxaca, Oaxaca. From there we took a 12 hour bus to Mexico City. We allowed a 2 hour buffer to transfer to our bus from Mexico City to Puerto Vallarta because we had to buy both tickets in Oaxaca. Turns out getting into Mexico City on a weekday around 8 pm, isn't the best idea. We were supposed to arrive at 8 pm, our next bus left at 10:05 pm. At 10:00 pm we were still sitting in traffic one block from the bus station. One block!! But we weren't moving. We also couldn't get off because our luggage was stored underneath the bus. Typically, you are supposed to get to the bus 30 minutes before departure because you have to go through security (like an airport but more ghetto), and check your bags underneath. We arrived at the station at 10:03 pm and we sent Julianne to sprint to delay the next bus. If needed, she was instructed to stand in front of the bus Tienanmen Square style. I meanwhile was in the line for baggage. I could see our bags in the very back, and the guy was moving in slow motion. The stress was building and building because in addition to losing our money on the buses, about $100, it was the last bus of the night. 

So I took action. I jumped into the compartment underneath the bus and swam through the bags to the back to find our bags. The whole time the bus guy was screaming at me, but I didn't care. It had to be done. I emerged after about 20 seconds with the bags. I handed the tickets to the bus guy, who was not impressed, and sprinted through the bus terminal. As it was the Friday before Christmas, the bus terminal was packed. I had two suitcases and a backpack and I was weaving and bobbing through the crowd. At one point I bumped into a woman and she gave me a death stare, but I didn't care. I arrived at the bus completely out of breath, I sat down, and we immediately departed. I concluded that a good part of the goodwill I had been carefully cultivating as a Fulbright from September - December to betters US-Mexican relations was destroyed. But we made the bus. 

One of the funny things about the buses is that they all have this sign. It says "For your security, sit down to avoid accidents." This is in the men's bathroom. They want guys to sit down to pee. Of course no one did it, and the seat was covered in urine. 

San Pancho
Julianne and I arrived in San Pancho on December 23rd and immediately began intensely relaxing. Here we are with coconuts.

And a Michelada. We pretty much spent the whole day reading on the beach, very similar to Puerto Lopez in Ecuador. I've concluded that in Latin America, a beach town, is pretty much a beach town. There are some small differences, but there are always going to be surfers, hippies selling shitty homemade jewelry, and packs of beach dogs.  

San Pancho is technically called San Francisco. Pancho is the nickname for Francisco. Kind of like Bill from William or Dick from Richard. San Francisco even had its own mini Golden Gate Bridge.
Christmas was a little weird as it was just me and Julianne in a hostel, but we made some Canadian friends and even did a gift exchange. We also saw Jesus. He was just walking down the street. Seemed like a cool dude. 

4 days later on the day after Christmas, Mom came. Just in time for sunset. 



We spent one night in San Pancho and headed to Puerto Vallarta. We did the same stunt we did last year where we wait until the day before and booked a Hotel Tonight at Villa del Palmar. Going from San Pancho as a laid-back surfer town with a moderate amount of Mexican tourists to Puerto Vallarta with a ton of American tourists was a huge change. 

It was a Friday night, so we took a walk on the Malecon and found ourselves listening to Mariachi music. 

We spent two full days at Villa del Palmar, but just paid one night because we had a night bus the second day to Guanajuato. 



Guanajuato
We arrived at Guanajuato at 8 am in the morning after sleeping on the bus, and went straight to breakfast to wait for our AirBnB to be ready. If you ever go to Guanajuato, which I highly recommend as it's the best city in Mexico, it is obligatory that you eat breakfast or lunch here:
Guanajuato is just too amazing. I showed Julianne and Mom around all the little streets. We went to my taco spot, my quesadilla spot, Pipila, the Mummy Museum, and we found Raul the juice guy.


View from Pipila.


Teatro Juarez


Plaza de Baratillo. Little did I know when I took this picture that Sandra and I would stay here.


Drinks under a tree

We also spent New Year's Eve in Guanajuato. There was a huge stage set up in the town center. Everyone counted down and when the clock struck twelve, all of the bells in the all of the churches (about 8) started ringing and there was a massive firework show. Very impressive. However, subsequently when we tried to go to a bar, they were all empty. On New Year's Eve! How does that happen? In San Francisco you have to pay cover, you can't get a drink, finding a taxi is impossible. In Guanajuato there were literally like 3 people in the most popular bars: Golem, Oveja Negra. It made no sense. Our guess is that the young people go to the coasts for NYE, like Puerto Vallarta.

Meanwhile, our family members were celebrating around the world.
Seattle, WA

London


San Miguel de Allende
As a day trip from Guanajuato, we went to San Miguel de Allende, as everyone said it is amazing. San Miguel is cute, it has a really nice central plaza, but it doesn't have shit on Guanajuato. The prices are super high because San Miguel has become a super popular place for Americans to retire. We tried to have a coffee on the main plaza, but we were denied because they didn't even serve coffee. Who doesn't serve coffee? The answer is a place that wants to churn customers super fast and doesn't want coffee drinkers taking up space and not consuming any food. We spent a few hours, which was enough to see everything and went back to Guanajuato.


Teotihuacan:
From Guanajuato we went to Mexico City and stayed in my apartment. The next day we took the mandatory trip to Teotihuacan, the pyramids about 1 hour north of Mexico City.
Getting to the top of the Piramide del Sol is no joke. It's about 22 stories. 

But worth it...


It was completely packed because apparently it's good luck for Mexicans to go to Teotihuacan at the beginning of the year. 
Castillo de Chapultepec:
For the last day in Mexico City, we started at Chapultepec at the Castillo. The former presidential residence.


As we were leaving Chapultepec we noticed one of the massive poles that is used for the Danza de los Voladores (Dance of the Flyers). So we decided to stay and watch. It is an extremely risky activity where the Flyers climb a pole about 8 stories up. It requires careful preparation and warm-up. Here we can see them doing the traditional warm up: reading a newspaper. 

But seriously, these guys were high and the swing down upside down.


 From Chapultepec we walked along Avenida Reforma past the Angel of Independence.

And Cuauhtemoc (one of the last Aztec leaders)

To the Centro Historico, or Historic District. We had lunch at Cafe Tacuba.

 And finished off by going to the Zócolo and an artisan market called La Ciudadela.

And unfortunately with that, after 3 weeks for Julianne and 10 days for Mom, they took off early in the morning Sunday on flights back to Gringolandia. For me though, they had the perfect sampler platter of Mexico. Beach, mountains and colonial town, and the obligatory Mexico City. Mexico City is 30% of Mexico´s GDP. It´s hard to miss that. Overall, great trip and I am so glad they came!