Holy Poop and Tacos

Holy poop I can't believe that my adventure started only a week ago at about this very minute (currently it is 23:45 and it is Wednesday). I had my first day of school on Monday and it was ok. I would not do it again though hahaha. Not that it was horrible or anything but it is just so hard. I knew the two other exchange students a little bit but other than that no one. It just feels like all eyes are on you and you truly are representing your country, because however I act, people here might assume all Canadians are the same. So I'd better be good (haha).

By the way the picture is one of Chanklas puppies!

I have Spanish in the morning at 8:30, then a half an hour break, matematicas, then filosophia. On day two my last two classes are political studies (or something) and literatura. Some of the classes are in english but most are spanish. I prefer that they are in spanish because a) I have the oppurtunity to train my ear to spanish and b) Maybe there is less homework? jjjajajaj. Just kidding (kind of). Today school was better but the search for Mexican amigos wasn't accomplished. Maybe tomorrow. It's weird though because I don't know whether I am supposed to approach potential friends, or if they are supposed to approach me or what. I don't even know if anyone wants to be my friend! It kind of sucks. But the hope of tomorrow lingers in the air :D

After school Enrique picked me up and we went back to the house to have a good meal of chips with salsa, and a fish salad made with cheese, tomato and a lot of other things. It kind of looked like a bruschetta to me but it had (raw?) fish in it. Then me and my brothers played on the nintendo (something Brad and I would do in Canada!) we played Mario Cart and some other Mario battle game. Then some of Enrique and Pollo's friends came over and we went to the detached part of the house to play pool, guitar hero etc. They are really nice people. Later we migrated outside where we played Reloj, which is like Around the World (basketball game) and also futebol.

THEN we went for a walk down the street to a small vendor around 22:15 where we ate the best tacos ever. I don't even want to think about Taco Time after trying all the miracles Mexicans preform with tortillas. You can get different kinds of tacos; some have different types of meat like steak or pork, or if you would rather have fried tongue it's also an option. Of course there was a medium spicey sauce and also it is common to squeeze lime juice onto your taco before you roll it. Each taco cost six pesos which is more or less, sixty cents. They are just little guys but they are so good. I ate four. My brother Enrique's record is twenty-five.