To start: the biggest culture shock for me is the time schedule. How they dont wake up til about 1 and then have lunch at 2 and then dinner at 930 ( or in my case 10:45) They go out at 11 and get back early in the morning. I could definielty get used to this though.
Yesterday I slept til noonish, showered, and then sat on the porch and had a great quiet time. It was funny because my sisters were asleep and my mom was at work so when I couldnt figure out how to open the door to go outside because it was locked i didnt know what to do. I eventually found the keys and got outside after much hastle.
At 5 my mom took me to UBP (the school) where we had orientation - which was all in spanish of course so i probably got about 40% of it. hope it was the 40 important %.
we met our tutors and then has an asado. which is a BBQ which is not what you would think bbq means. It was a sit down dinner in which we got served 4 courses. Empenadas (pastry with meat in it- really good!) then a chirroipan, i think thats the word, but it was a sausage sandwich basically. then a freakin big chicken with a nasty "salad" which was basically grass. then fruit and the a muy pequeno cafe! muy bien
after we finished, our tutors told us that we were al invited to this club that UBP had our names on a list to get in for free. keep in mind that they are telling us this at 11:30. So in order to "be in rome when in rome" we went home, changed and then went to this bar downtown. When I got home at midnight my whole family, my 3 sister my mom, were dressed up and about to go out. The 12 year old too! crazy. but anyways, I have a very limited knowledge of bars in back in the states, but the bars here are very different! By 3ish, the place was packed and everyone was dancing. yes, i said three. Long story short, we had a great time getting asked to dace by randos who were couragous enough to ask the extranjeros to dance and seeing out good friend Kyle get very drunk and show his true feelings for Uni-Yi the girl here with us from Japan. Good times! I got back to my house and got into bed at 5:30. Needless to say, that was the latest I have stayed up much less out in a long time, probably ever!
I slept til 1sh this morning and then we all met up to go get phones. It was surprisingly easy! So now we can communicate which was a HUGE inconvenience for the first two days. We had to way to contact each other except to hope that we showed up where and where we were supposed to. So we got phones and got back at 9. My family told me that they were going to dinner at their cousins at so I was on my own for dinner if I was not back by then. whoops. So Jonathan and I (who is another Clemson person who lives right down the street) decided we were going to go find the burger king that we saw on the way back in the cab. We has no idea the aventura we were in for. We walked about 25 mins along the train tracks and then decided that we had made a wrong turn somewhere so we turned around. We tried to get food at two little shops on the way back, but both were a fail. We finally found someone who gave us direction to BK, we thought, so we followed them and found a shopping center where there was a deli so we just sat down and ordered b/c it was about 10:30 and we ate at 2! so we order coke and sandwiches. The cokes came and then we waited for the sandwiches. and waited. and waited. We figured out that something was wrong when the hostess starting turning off all the lights and closing to door (we were out on the patio). We were really confused because we had gotten a check so we knew we ordered correctly, but she said they were closing. We exchanged some words and i think we decided that she said the waiter had gone home and forgot to bring it to us? not really sure but regardless, we didnt get any food and we had walked about 40 mins to find that place. We then got a little more lost and when we FINALLY figured out how to get back we found the BK. Right next to our houses, and it was closed. of course. By that point Jonathan was so frustrated with himself that we had walked that far but I could not stop laughing because we had walked up and down the same street about 6 times trying to get home.
needless to say: aventuras :)
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