Hello there.
Look at that creature. It's NOT Belle. But it looks exactly like her. How beautiful, no? Dad found pictures of German Wire Haired Pointers, and we've decided her dad must have been that... that picture is also a mix though, but she's half GWHP, I guess.
Anyways. I'm here at home listening to some quality musics. Nana and Toño are on their computer doing I don't know what. The past week has been nice, relatively uneventful. I finished Isabel Allende's House of the Spirits and began and finished her Eva Luna as well. House of the Spirits is way better, but Eva Luna was good too. I've taken a break from reading today to allow my brain to settle. I'm not sure what I'll read next. Time will tell... I went to the library this past Wednesday. Emmanuel works there so I went and met him and enjoyed the airconditioning. It was fun watching him work. It's nothing but little kids who go in there with their homework or because they have no other place to go because parents are working. Emmanuel is always complaining about all the enfadosos there, but watching him work was fun because he's so patient and sweet with all the little kids and he obviously is good at what he does and likes kids a lot, despite claiming not to...
After the library, we walked to his cousin Dulce's house and she made papas rellenas (at least that's what they're called in La Paz). I'm pretty sure they're a Baja thing. I've never eaten anything like it before coming here. It's baked potato smooshed onto foil, then carne asada, then mushrooms, then queso, and then you can add guacamole or salsa or mayo or whatever you want. And it's delicious.
Yesterday I went to Emmanuel's house again. It seems to be a Friday ritual of going there to drink and chill. It was fun, but I stayed there way too long and suddenly it was 6:30am and I was exhausted and started to get irritated with people. Woops... Hanging around Emmanuel and his friends really makes me miss my own friends a lot. I like Emmanuel, and Enzo, and Emmanuel's brothers. They're all sweet and patient with me and will help me out when I'm confused about something. But their other friends I'm not too fond of. One of them was saying all sorts of things to me that I only half understood, and it was extremely frustrating and can really make you feel isolated and lonely when you're lost like that and there isn't anyone you can fully communicate with. I think all Americans need to be in that situation though. Haha. Not just American's though, I think it's good as a human being to be thrown into a scary environment all alone. It builds character and seriously forces you to be humble. So that's what I just try to tell myself when I find I am becoming sad and lonely or upset. I know one day I'll look back on this time and really appreciate it. I appreciate it now, of course... but, reflection is always where you gain the most insights. Well after the fact.. and I probably won't ever have this sort of opportunity again.
But anyways. I'm not sure if I'm going out tonight. I'm tired, and yesterday really stretched my limits a bit. I really have no idea how so many hours flew by. Must have been the driving. Twice we drove to the next town in search of beer. Somewhat ridiculous, but driving was actually my favorite moments from last night. Something about loud music and driving through a desert at night with a carful of friends is very comforting and wonderful to me.. Maybe it's because it reminds me of El Paso. I miss the days of driving out to the desert with my friends. :)
We're probably going to Cabo tomorrow to go grocery shopping at Costco. Haha.
Chao, loves.
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