Class is starting to get much more entertaining. It's just such a mix of people, and there's this one girl from China who is so sweet and so enthusiastic, but is horrible at Spanish. Seriously. And she tries so hard, and while she's talking, I look over at the Brazilian girl, who speaks pretty good Spanish already because it's so similar to Portuguese, and the Croatian guy, who speaks like three languages already, and they both have their faces scrunched up in confusion and annoyance. It's just such a crazy dynamic with all the different cultures. Anyway, after class, I needed to go Plaza San Miguel, a mall about 10 minutes past my house when coming from school. I need to buy a new cell phone battery (Elsa lost her cell phone, and since I was using her old one, I had to give it up and now am on the hunt for a new battery for another old phone). Meredith thought it would be no problem, but when I got to the phone store, they sent me off to another place, and the same thing happened there -- I ended up going to 5 different places. I think in Peruvian culture it's considered rude to just say "I don't know" -- everyone has a suggestion for another place to go. At the last place, the lady said, "Oh yeah we have those, but not right now. Come back this afternoon." Frustrated, I walked to McDonald's and got myself a frappe and went home. I helped make lunch because we always make lunch on Mondays when Sonia (the empleada who borrowed my brush and lied about it and then -- passive aggressively -- didn't clean my room the next week) is cleaning. I didn't have much to do the rest of the day, so I caught up on some emails, read a book, and cleaned up my room. At about 7 p.m. or so, just after the sun had set, Sonia calls down to me from upstairs (I was the only one home), and she told me to come quickly and bring my camera. There was one of those darn owls perched on Meredith's window. It was so close -- less than 10 feet from us. The room is dark, and the owl is just sitting there screeching away, so Sonia and I crawl on the ground trying to get close enough to get a picture of the whole owl. I stretch my arm out as far as possible and get this picture. After the flash, the owl bends over and looks right at us with its giant beedy eyes, and I start squeeling (apparently, Sonia has very little fear of animals -- she's from the sierra, or the mountains). And then it flies off. Sonia thought it was so cool, and I was just scared. I mean, the thing is a predator (of mice and rats, people keep reminding me, but still...) It was nice to have a little bonding moment with Sonia, though. Maybe she'll take out my trash next week.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Day 53
Class is starting to get much more entertaining. It's just such a mix of people, and there's this one girl from China who is so sweet and so enthusiastic, but is horrible at Spanish. Seriously. And she tries so hard, and while she's talking, I look over at the Brazilian girl, who speaks pretty good Spanish already because it's so similar to Portuguese, and the Croatian guy, who speaks like three languages already, and they both have their faces scrunched up in confusion and annoyance. It's just such a crazy dynamic with all the different cultures. Anyway, after class, I needed to go Plaza San Miguel, a mall about 10 minutes past my house when coming from school. I need to buy a new cell phone battery (Elsa lost her cell phone, and since I was using her old one, I had to give it up and now am on the hunt for a new battery for another old phone). Meredith thought it would be no problem, but when I got to the phone store, they sent me off to another place, and the same thing happened there -- I ended up going to 5 different places. I think in Peruvian culture it's considered rude to just say "I don't know" -- everyone has a suggestion for another place to go. At the last place, the lady said, "Oh yeah we have those, but not right now. Come back this afternoon." Frustrated, I walked to McDonald's and got myself a frappe and went home. I helped make lunch because we always make lunch on Mondays when Sonia (the empleada who borrowed my brush and lied about it and then -- passive aggressively -- didn't clean my room the next week) is cleaning. I didn't have much to do the rest of the day, so I caught up on some emails, read a book, and cleaned up my room. At about 7 p.m. or so, just after the sun had set, Sonia calls down to me from upstairs (I was the only one home), and she told me to come quickly and bring my camera. There was one of those darn owls perched on Meredith's window. It was so close -- less than 10 feet from us. The room is dark, and the owl is just sitting there screeching away, so Sonia and I crawl on the ground trying to get close enough to get a picture of the whole owl. I stretch my arm out as far as possible and get this picture. After the flash, the owl bends over and looks right at us with its giant beedy eyes, and I start squeeling (apparently, Sonia has very little fear of animals -- she's from the sierra, or the mountains). And then it flies off. Sonia thought it was so cool, and I was just scared. I mean, the thing is a predator (of mice and rats, people keep reminding me, but still...) It was nice to have a little bonding moment with Sonia, though. Maybe she'll take out my trash next week.
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