Adventures in Mexico

Week 2 of blogging and no new plumbing horror stories to report. I did discover that Watchamacallit candy bars can be found in select 7-11's throughout town. I made this exciting discovery as I was being followed home by an affable man from my local frame shop. He had just framed two cool vintage movie posters I bought at a flea market. He offered to deliver them to my house because they were very heavy (ah, the occasional joys of being a girl!). I assumed that he would be driving and popped into the 7-11 to get change for his tip. After buying my Watchamacallit and exiting 7-11, I found that, to my surprise and embarassment, the framer was following me by foot, hefting the cantankerous load. Que Pena! But he insisted that he carry the bulky posters and walk a few steps behind me.

Spanish Lessons: I spent last night with my Spanish teacher and classmates drinking! We started out at a yuppie beer bar where we shyly sipped micheladas (a delicious concoction of beer, lime, salt and chile). Then the teacher decided to take us to a Mezcal--which is like a smokey tequila-- bar. Our teacher's goal for us language learners was for one or all of us to eat the dead worm marinating sadly at the bottom of the bottle. Once at the bar,a haven for pure organic mezcal, we found out that the type of mezcal with worms in it actual contains more preservatives. (By the way,don't be fooled and say "pres-er-va-tiv" in Spanish because it means something entirely different). As a substitute, we were served a powder of ground worms, chile and salt to eat with oranges. I was the only one in our group who loves mezcal and drank heartily.
After dropping my compadres off, my teacher wanted a drink for the road (always a good idea) and we went out for a final beer. I think that he had had his fill speaking bad Spanish as a Second Language (I imagine I sound pretty pathetic like David Sedaris in French class in Me Talk Pretty One Day), so we had to speak German the rest of the night. My sentences came out as a strange Deutschpan~ol and my brain felt like it had been blended like a margarita by evening's end.

I woke up at 5:00 a.m. naturally very refreshed and ready to teach young people!
Here's a picture from my cute yet deceptively high maintenence "departmento."