I arrived Saturday a month ago, but it does NOT feel like a month has past. Does it get worse, this feeling of time flying past, faster and faster? I accepted this job with excitement and some trepidation. I knew it was going to be OK because I’d spoken to both current and ex-teachers, and they all enjoyed their stay for the most part. But I was going to live in a ‘dorm’ with other teachers. I was going to live and work in the mountains, not in the city. It was going to be a totally new experience, since I had to come up with all my own teaching materials and ideas.