|Marcelo and me on night numero uno at his crib.|
On Saturday Marcelo and I walked down the road and ran into his neighbors who are housing some of my friends. We kicked around the soccer ball, I got annihilated by las ormigas, and I realized that kids here are not afraid of eating ANYTHING that grows on a tree. Tamara's little girl, Laura, was eating a guava she found when she realized there was a worm in it. No big deal, to her at least. I also learned, through this interaction, that Marcelo has the hotts for "teh-meh-rah"... adorbz. For lunch, Doña Miriam made me an interesting soup featuring several foreign vegetables.. I was pressured into taking a shot of "Don Abuelo" Rum halfway through the course, which apparently makes the hot stew go down easier. It was so potent, I was burping up the taste the entire rest of the day. WOOF.
|Outside Kristena's casa.|
|Tyler doesn't drink out of cups.|
|Hatz n poutz|
|Count the chins.|
|Creepin... no surprise|
Sunday involved catching up on a bunch of homework, a much-needed fam skype sesh, and SLEEP. I sleep like a baby here. We pack so much into each day that I have zero problem heading to bed each night by 9 and waking up around 7am. Monday we had class all day, and that night for dinner my family went to Tamara's family's house for a pizza dinner. It was delicious home made pizza with all kinds of vegetables including AVOCADOOOOO! Dad, I know, I need to be photographing my food. I promise I'll start doing so.
This morning Doña Miriam made me a delicious breakfast of all my favorite things- avocado, fried plantains, and this chicken/bacon-type meat that's delicious and semi-healthy. A nice break from the carb-fest she so often encourages. I went on another picturesque run after breakfast. On this grass road that leads to a spot of the river, you pass a couple of interesting things including a "hippie farm", some shack-houses that appear neglected, lots of cows, and pair of abandoned vehicles (a blue mini-van and a red motorcycle) both with California license plates. Well... apparently these aren't so abandoned, as I realized the motocicleta had moved since the last time I ran by... dun dun dun.
|Ran into this 'lil guy on my walk to school today.|
|Somehow this rat finds me EVERY day on my walk.|
On other agendas, over lunch today Kelsey explained her plans for her wedding: Fall time, 2 o'clock PM (as this is when her family "always convenes for everything"), bridesmaids will be indians, groomsmen will be pilgrims, the reception will feature a feast, and decorations will be cornucopia themed. She says that she'll know she's found the right man when she finally finds someone who will agree to this.