So I have really failed in this blogging thing for a few weeks, but honestly not too much has happened to write home about. But I thought this title would sound cool and some of you would like a few funny stories, so here it goes.... My second morning here I went to eat breakfast and everyone had a glass of wine with white foam on the top. Since it was the second breakfast I had with my family, I was a little scared wine for breakfast was a normal thing. But after we finished breakfast they clued me in that this drink was a tradition they had on the morning of their mom's birthday every year. I also wrote a story about this for a class and I received an A on it, not bad huh?

The other morning I went to take a shower and there was a brown blob that looked like poo in my shower, I didn't really know what to do so I just ignored it. I actually took a shower two times with the brown blob and then by the grand suggestion of a friend in the program I told my mom about it. I would have cleaned it up, but I also wanted her to tell me what it was and how it got there. So she cleaned it up the next morning and announced at lunch that the cat (which I hardly ever see) had pooped in my shower and I needed to keep the door and window closed. So hopefully no more poo in my shower.

Last story. I was getting of a very very crowded mini-bus yesterday with 3 other girls and for some stupid reason I thought the bus wasn't going as fast as it actually was and I jumped off before it came to a complete stop. Next thing I know I'm rolling on my back ( I was careful not to let my head hit the cement) with my feet and hands in the air. It was pretty scary because for one brief moment I thought the bus might somehow run me over. It didn't however and I just jumped up really quickly with a hurting elbow. Then my friends got out of the mini-bus (actually they started driving away when one girl was still in the bus) and we were all laughing so hard and I was very very embarrassed because everyone in the bus (the very crowed bus) had seen me and gasped when it happened. It was honestly the stupidest thing ever and I'll have a nice little scar on my elbow to show you when I get home. Con AmorSo I have really failed in this blogging thing for a few weeks, but honestly not too much has happened to write home about. But I thought this title would sound cool and some of you would like a few funny stories, so here it goes.... My second morning here I went to eat breakfast and everyone had a glass of wine with white foam on the top. Since it was the second breakfast I had with my family, I was a little scared wine for breakfast was a normal thing. But after we finished breakfast they clued me in that this drink was a tradition they had on the morning of their mom's birthday every year. I also wrote a story about this for a class and I received an A on it, not bad huh?The other morning I went to take a shower and there was a brown blob that looked like poo in my shower, I didn't really know what to do so I just ignored it. I actually took a shower two times with the brown blob and then by the grand suggestion of a friend in the program I told my mom about it. I would have cleaned it up, but I also wanted her to tell me what it was and how it got there. So she cleaned it up the next morning and announced at lunch that the cat (which I hardly ever see) had pooped in my shower and I needed to keep the door and window closed. So hopefully no more poo in my shower. Last story. I was getting of a very very crowded mini-bus yesterday with 3 other girls and for some stupid reason I thought the bus wasn't going as fast as it actually was and I jumped off before it came to a complete stop. Next thing I know I'm rolling on my back ( I was careful not to let my head hit the cement) with my feet and hands in the air. It was pretty scary because for one brief moment I thought the bus might somehow run me over. It didn't however and I just jumped up really quickly with a hurting elbow. Then my friends got out of the mini-bus (actually they started driving away when one girl was still in the bus) and we were all laughing so hard and I was very very embarrassed because everyone in the bus (the very crowed bus) had seen me and gasped when it happened. It was honestly the stupidest thing ever and I'll have a nice little scar on my elbow to show you when I get home.
Con Amor

Welcome to my room in Bolivia! It's simple. No, the old computer on my desk doesn't work, but I am able to "borrow" a wireless signal from the internet place next door, sweet no? I'm living with an older couple, my host parents who are 75 and 85. Their 31 yr old daughter still lives with them, but that's because no one moves out until they are married here. Their son and his family live in the same area, but they have their own apartment. There are lots of grandchildern of all ages running around, so that's fun. The SIT program is fun, but a lot of work to come and a lot of writing in spanish that I'm not looking forward to. The 25 other students are really amazing and diverse, all in all it's wonderful.