Frustration

Today was the first day that I felt a little frustrated with myself being in a different culture. I find myself wondering if I should have thought all of this through a little more before I jumped on a plane. This is only based on my not being able to be as independant as I'm used to being. I can't get around by myself yet because I know nothing about where to go or how to get there. English is common but with the auto-rick driver's, it isn't always understood. It's hard for me to depend on people to help me get around and get things. It's something that I will have to get used to because I have no other option.
The way they communicate among themslves is so different than what I'm used to as an American. I was at a small group the other night, jet lagged out of my mind, and I had a hard time participating because I could follow the pace they were going at. Once I figured out how the flow of the study I was a little better but frustrated with myself that I wasn't able to contribute anything. I'm hoping that next week is better.
I guess you can call this culture shock. I don't know if that's what it is, but I feel a little bit like a fish out of water. It's frustrating but I also know that I've been here 4 days and it's going to take a lot longer for me to be able to feel as though I'm somewhat comfortable. It's just as simple as me giving this over every day and taking one step at a time and being patient with myself. I need to give myself the benefit of the doubt and relax a little. It's not all going to happen over night and I'm going to make some huge mistakes on the way.