Today the lovely Irwins have left us to return to the grand and glorious Texas. I am lamenting that I no longer have someone to remind me, ¨Jess, what are you really going to remember in 10 years: going to a cafe to watch the World Cup with a bunch of crazy Europeans/Guatemalans, or staying here and studying?¨ But we had a grand time the last few day finding cafés after dinner for dessert or wine or sangria. For our final Irwin send-off we went to a fancy hotel and had dessert in the restaurant there, that was lit mostly by candle light. It was really lovely until we had to slaunch back in the rain. (The rain, if you couldn´t tell by Cory´s entry, is starting to get to us. Our towels never dry, and some of our clothes actually soured a bit. Luckily we noticed by the stench in our room that we should take the clothes to the lavanderia.)
We are almost to the end of our third week of classes, though, and I´m starting to have dreams about crazy Spanish gameshows. I haven´t even watched a bit of tv here (well, except for a few World Cup games), so the gameshows are completely the results of my imagination, and really wouldn´t be that exciting in real life. In the latest dream, I had to choose between 3 doors, each labeled with a section of Spanish grammar. I don´t think I even won anything exciting for answering the grammar question right. Man, I´m getting lame.
The weekend looks promising, though. Tomorrow we are having a big fiesta at the school for Día de los Padres, and we get free food and drinks. Then, if everything goes as planned, we are headed to the black-sand beaches of Monterrico on Saturday. We´re staying busy, but I can´t say that we aren´t a little homesick for all of you guys. However, we will perservere. Got...to...cram...more...Spanish!