Movin' On Up

Today I moved houses, to live in my friend Leslie´s house. This is awesome on a number of counts. First, we live all of a block from school, so while my walk won´t be as interesting, it will be easier to get to school on time. Second, I have a huge, nicely appointed room, with my own half-bath and an actual bed. Third, the food is amazing. One of the daughters is studying to be a chef, so it´s three multi-course meals a day. Fourth, the family is really sweet and funny. It´s the abuelos, Paco and Ana Maria, their daughter, Maria, her son David, and the dog, Peluche. I´ve essentially moved from hovel to luxury hotel, in the space of sixteen blocks.

Best of all, I´m living with Leslie, who has amazing Spanish, and forces me to speak Spanish all the time. This is her, drinking soda, local style. When you buy a soda from a street vendor you don´t get to keep the soda bottle. Instead, they pour it into a baggie, give you a straw, and send you on your way. You can also get papusas, platanitas, tortas, tacos, tamales, choco-fruits, fruti-licuados and more. For all of a $1.50, you can have an entire dinner, plus a fun game of foodborne illness Russian roulette.