TCHICAS, TEQUILLA, TIPTOES, TIMETRAVEL...

The rain here is relentless. I woke yesterday to find hints of a beautifully warm day ahead, which it was, until I stepped foot inside and the rain began to pour. I had spent the moments after lunch with some new friends who hail from various spanish speaking regions. They chatter and clatter in another tongue and I wonder if, only accidently, I may learn to speak spanish in lieu of french. A few were from Mexico and were seriously invested in le match de foot contre l'Afrique de Sud...constantly turning to me and saying something or other which on occasion I understood, but at which, for the most part could only smile. She had said that for every goal that mexico scores she was to take a shot of tequila. Yet, when it came down to the last 8 minutes and mexico scored I found myself with countless others taking shots of tequila, a celebration. The bar tender brought us nachos--which unlike the states and perhaps more appropriately were really just chips. We walked around the city together until i snuck off to go eat at home...a nice meal of fish and pasta (and cheese and wine and dessert). Tipsy enough at the beginning of the meal my head was much lighter at the end. I slinked upstairs to work on some homework when my host mum brought me a tisane to help me in my studies, coupled with a bon courage and a bonne chance. Two things I desperatley needed!