Days 10 and 11

Thank goodness for Motel 6, or I would be sleeping on the beach tonight. That wouldn't be too too bad, since the beach in Cambria looks like this:
Unfortunately, while I didn't foresee being in Cambria tonight, everyone else and their whole family did, so there were no vacancies in town. Thank goodness for Stella, who recommended the nearby Motel 6. It's actually one of the nicest motels I've stayed in so far, so I can't complain. Cambria is a darling little town feels like a mountain village even though it's right near the beach. It's too bad I was so exhausted when I got here that all I wanted to do was research very quickly, eat a delicious quesadilla, and come back here to pass out.

This morning I interviewed for Teach California Charter Schools, which feeds into the charter school system here. I slept at Chief's house last night which meant I felt very loved, but didn't get much sleep. When she and two of her friends who lived with her when she was abroad in Rome decided to go out to a bar in Manhattan Beach, I opted to go to bed so I could wake up at 7am and be ready to interview.

I was awakened at 3:00 am by whooping and hollering right outside the bedroom window, and soon realized that a game of beer pong was ensuing in the backyard. I also realized that I was soaked in sweat because it was about 1000 degrees in Chief's house. Not that I wasn't accustomed to sleeping in the sweltering heat... but now I was wide awake. I felt conflicted: although I was annoyed at being roused in the middle of the night, I knew Chief and the girls were drunk, and I also really appreciated Chief letting me crash in her bed. I was debating moving into a bedroom farther from the backyard when the door opened and Chief popped her head in.
She saw me sitting up in a pool of my own sweat and smiled: "Oh good! You're awake. I made you something, come on out in the kitchen!"
Three delicious taquitos and about 30 minutes of incoherent conversation later, food coma set in and I returned to bed.

The interview this morning went quite well. The part that had scared me the most was the model lesson that all the interviewees had to prepare. Mine was a middle school music theory lesson about using notation to make a measure of 4 beats. It went smoothly (I had practiced on Chief and Co. the night before), as did the discussion group, the writing sample, and the individual interview. My mother has been warning me that teaching is much more trying and time-consuming than I would expect - this is disconcerting since she is a teacher herself. But it's something I feel like I need to try. I don't plan to make a career out of it, but in the interim between graduation and grad school it seems like a good option.