Saturday, February 12, 2011:
This Saturday, it was Isabella’s birthday party. She is the daughter of my 36 year old host brother – very nice guy, and his daughter could be a child model I think. It was a surprise party that Isabella planned. Odd, I know. She chose who she wanted to come, what she wanted to eat/do, but she didn’t know when it was going to happen. There ended up being about 7-10 kids that came over and maybe 15 adults. I’m just realizing now that here, and a bit in America too, adults just use their kids as excused to get to gether and have a party for themselves. I didn’t mind. Like the last BBQ, I was able to practice my Spanish with the adults for about 5 hours. I talked a little less this time, not because I couldn’t understand what they were saying necessarily, but I just couldn’t relate to a bunch of it. Later in the day though, I got talking to one of the fathers about business and that turned into a 30 minute conversation – I’m such a businessman.
That night Amanda, José, his friends, and I all went to Seseribó – basically the best salsa club in town. And when I say the best… OMG! These guys are all professional salsa dancers it seems like. They didn’t learn these moves from their abuelita (little grandma) when they were 12. I was embarrassed to get out of my seat, seriously. It just gave me more motivation to want to get better and practice more in between my lessons! Most of the people stopped dancing when the band came on. José’s friend was playing percussion in the Latin Band, so that’s why we originally came. It was a fantastic and eye opening night. It also closed my lungs. Here, it’s still legal to smoke in bars inside, so after 3 hours in this relatively small area, I felt like I’d been smoking for 30 years and was ready to treat my lungs with some fresh air. The others felt the same way so we finished off the night.
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