No mercy: Apparently, dotted paths (as seen below center) were added to all the sidewalks in the city a few years ago as a means for the blind to more safely traverse the streets. Look a little ways ahead... not nice.
Good try, no cigar.
Don't ask: Went to the market with some friends Sunday morning. The boys ordered these giant bowls of assorted meats. Jeisson made me try a bite of the "delicious" meat that you see below. I'm open-minded about just about everything, especially in other countries, but this I chewed on for about 5 minutes and then proceeded to spit it into a napkin when no one was looking. I'm still not sure it was actually edible. When I asked what it was Jeisson replied, "Don't ask." Perf.
Mooooove it: Traffic jam caused by cows.
Shower before class: The ultimate fail. I stopped in the middle of a busy street (when the green "ok to cross" light was on) to help an older woman whose shoe had fallen off. By the time I looked up, four lanes of rush hour traffic were speeding towards me so I jumped onto the median. This "median" was 1.5 feet wide max. Busses, trucks, cars, and motorcycles went speeding by at a distance of about ehhhhh 3ft on either side and splashed me from head to toe about 15 times. It actually looked like I had jumped in a lake, a brown lake. To top it off I was in heels and a cute pink dress. A man at the candy stand on the other side of the street handed me three suckers for free. Miserable...No wonder the place is empty: Read carefully, even if you don't know Spanish, you should notice something odd, something English, that doesn't quite fit with the fact that this is a student cafeteria.
English: randos who clearly don’t speak English very well teaching English. I should assume this is a joke… right?
Not so PC: when someone isn’t home at dinner time, his/her food gets left on the table with their name on it. This is what Consuelo writes on the black kid’s plate every night… 
Salsa: so I went to a salsa class at my university just to try it out. They assumed the gringa (that’s me) “no tiene ritmo” (has no rhythm) and paired me with this 45-year-old fat guy with two left feet. I don’t even know how he got there. I was dyyyyyying.Real shoes: As most of you know I have grown very fond of my Nike flip-flops over the years, but now that I’m a teacher and working in a business casual office, Nike flops really aren’t an option. My feet are very serrriously rejecting the flats I have been cruising around in. I would put up a picture of my bloody and blistered toes and heels, but I figured that would be in bad taste.
From A to B: public transportation around here isn’t the most organized of systems, but I’m learning through experience. I got stuck in the turnstile during rush hour and caused a honking craze. At least I’m not drawing unwanted attention to myself.
"Cannot": A friend I live with is currently taking an intensive English course for his job, so I have been helping him with pronunciation etc. I have pretty much banned him from saying "can't" because no matter how hard he tries he very clearly pronounces "c*nt" every time. Awkward.
But you know what they say: If at first you do not succeed, try try again.
Tomorrow I’m headed to Parque Natural Chicaque to do some hiking and site seeing. Hopefully I’ll have some beautiful pictures to share next week, and I won’t have to include this adventure in my fail blog J
I c#nt believe she writes that on his plate
ReplyDeletehaha very clever Seany. but yeah, apparently its not offensive here
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