Dia Numero 8

Hola Amigos! ¿Que Onda?
Today was my first real weekend day where I didn´t have to get up and go to class. I slept until about 11:30! It felt great! After I woke up I sat in the sun for a while reading out on the patio! I haven´t burned yet and I noticed in the shower today that I have a sandle tan! I love those! Katie had to work until about 6pm so I just hung around the house until she got home. We decided to go out and Lalo wanted to join us too. We all met up around 10pm and went to a small restaurant for some "tortas". They are mostly like a sandwich with Mexican fillings like beans, chicken, cheese and avocado...of course I poured salsa all over mine! !Que Sabrosa! Afterwards we decided to go to a bar Lalo and I had been to before that has a live band. It was super crowded as it was Saturday. Let me just tell you all about what a horror the bathroom there was. Literally I would rather pee my pants than step foot in there. I held it! Here we found a table and I had a "suero"...my new favorite drink. It is a "chela" mixed with lots of salt and lemon juice! So incredibly tasty! We met a few guys from Italy...!Guapisimo! They were friendly and we talked for awhile. It is crazy to hear other accents in Spanish...I guess I never thought about other cultures also learning Spanish. We met a crazy Canadian girl who showed up with one of Lalo´s friends, Miguel Angel. People think Americans are crazy...she had her upper inner lip pierced...you know that little thing that connects your top lip to your gums...yeah that was pierced! Lalo was asking her all sorts of questions about piercings and she quickly informed us that she is a dominatrix and the piercings she does for her "clients" are only meant to last for a few hours. After explaining this to Lalo in broken Spanish (she didn´t speak much Spanish and I certainly don´t know the Spanish word for dominatrix!) he was far less interested in her piercing him. She also explained that she only drank tequila or here Mezcal and that she had thrown up ON the last bar that she was at. Nonetheless she was very nice...she and Miguel Angel left together....in broken English he said "Why Not?" We had fun meeting new people and I really enjoyed the music. It was fascinating to me that despite the horrifying bathrooms you could have picked this bar up, placed it in the middle of the United States, and you would never have noticed the difference. Going to a bar, listening to music with your friends, and drinking a "chela" couldn´t be more universal! Despite my mother´s worries, I have made some great friends who really do look out for me....(with the arrival of a few drunk men, Lalo quickly traded places with Katie so they wouldn´t bug her). I know I can´t be too trusting, but you also can´t look at everyone expecting the worst! No need to worry...I am looking out for myself! Adios...Besos....Hasta Pronto!