Settling in to the neighborhood

The view from my bedroom window

Today, the man who sells almojabanas a few doors down from my house passed me over by the cemetery. "Hola vecina!" (hello neighbor), he called out.

I walked into the internet cafe across the street the other day because I needed to buy more minutes for my pay-as-you-go cell phone. "You need to recharge your phone?" the lady asked before I said anything. "Your provider is Comcel, right?"

I like feeling like I'm part of the neighborhood, I know them and they know me.