Adventures of the Cheerleader and the Librarian

I'll try to answer some of your inquiries.

Food - Mostly delicioussss. Our host family makes breakfast and dinner everday. Breakfast is usually coffee (well, ALWAYS coffee) some type of fruit, some yogurt and granola, AND a grilled ham and cheese sandwich. All hopes of losing weight on this trip are far gone. For dinner, we usually have some type of meat, usually chicen or beef, with rice or some weird, dry corn meal stuff that I am not a fan of but eat anyway. Thankfuly, both my roommate Anna and I are downfor anything so food has been easy for us to adapt to.

Host family- Our family has a mom, dad, and 3 daughters, none of which speak English. But, like I said, one daughter has an English-speaking boyfriend so he's been helpful. I've learned a lot more basic words and it can be very similiar to Spanish, so if I can get like 2 or 3 keywords in a sentence, I can usually figure out what they're talking about. The mom and the daughters are really nice to us, but the dad is pretty aloof. We thought he hated us until last night, the boyfriend told us he's shy because he doesn't understand any English at all. So we had him translate a little bit, so the dad could feel more comfortable with us living in his house. I'm still not convinced he likes us, but we are pretty overwhelming, so I can understand.

We gave them our gifts the first night (I had a coffee table book of New Jersey and Anna had American toys). They seemed to enjoy them, but I haven't seen them since!

Collin Newman - Great!

Pictures - No idea how to get them on here. But I am taking tons and keeping a journal so I actually know what I'm looking at.

Air conditioning - Non-existent. Sweat, sweat, sweat, all day long. Sometimes restaurants and banks have it, so we take breaks in there.

The English-speaking boyfriend has been calling Anna "The Cheerleader" because she smiles so much and me "The Librarian" because I apparently have all the answers all the time. But neither of those traits helped us the other night. We were meeting the rest of the group at a bar called Santo Antonio. So we get in a cab and say "Santo Antonio." Little did we know that Santo Antonio is also a town about 10 minutes away, and we were trying to get to a bar like 5 blocks away. Needless to say, when he got on the highway, we started to freak out. We know how to say STOP because of the stop signs around here, so we started yelling, "Pare! Pare! Pare!" After some more miscommunication, he understands that we mean the bar and brings us there. He even cut the fare in half since he made a mistake. That was very rare, and we were super grateful for that because other cab drivers purposely take advantage of us by driving long ways to get more money.

Well, I think it's time for my second nap of the day. Keep posting and asking questions, I looove it! Miss all of you!