I have the wondows wide open in my room because it's stiflingly humid up here for some reason. This house has central air, but my room never seems to get any of it. So, to hell with intruders, insects of various shapes and sizes; I need air.
[I have killed three mosquitos since Monday, and I've felt guilty about every one. What's wrong with me? I'm a meateater for chrissake.]
Jose and Miryam have gone out tonight with Miryam's brother and sister in law, leaving Cinthya and I with four absent minded wild children. But, after a frustratingly eventful dinner, the kids (all four) are tucked into Miryam and Jose's bed, pyjamaed and fed, watching Star Wars. Right now the kids are excited and can't stop talking (A movie! Cousins! What a night!) but methinks they'll be sound asleep by midnight. Mehopes, anyway.
My Spanish is vastly improving, but everytime I start to think I understand pretty well, somebody says something to me and I can't do anything but stare blankly and wait for someone else to translate.
[Uh oh. I hear the pitter patter of little feet...why the hell are the little demons out of that bed? What could they possibly need to be standing up for?]
But anyway. Tomorrow I venture to Aluche to buy myself a phone. I really, really, really hope somebody in whatever store I end up in, speaks English. Because I really, really, really do not want to be taken for the stupid American that I am. What I want is simple: a cheap phone and prepaid minutes. Nothing fancy.
Chao.
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