Life in Xela

Every day is pretty much the same:

7:15a Alarm goes off
7:45a Mama Cony yells, "VAS A COMER?!" - "ARE YOU GOING TO EAT?!"
7:55a Eat Breakfast lovingly prepared by Mama Cony
8:10a Arrive, late as always, to Spanish school
1p FINALLY finish Spanish classes. Jesus, 5 hours 1 on 1 is a killer
1:15p Eat lunch with the fam. I will make halting conversation, while the other American, Douglas, will look on, dumbfounded.
2:30p shower with the pathetic electric shower head (truly, a masterpiece of Guatemalan engineering)
4p take a salsa class (I still suck, but soon.. Dance floor carnage!)
5p Use the internet for a couple of hours
7:30p eat dinner with the fam. I've pretty much gotten used to the traditional Guatemalan dinner of beans, eggs, and tortillas.
8:30p go out, maybe. If so, mama cony will probably express light exasperation, ask me where my keys are, and make me promise not to get robbed.

First joke in Spanish!

I was eating dinner with my Guatemalan family yesterday (super late, because I passed out for 8 hours right after I got there). Mama Cony, mi madre guatemalteca, has all these cow tchotchkes, including a salt and sugar dispenser that look like beatifically reclining cows. However, she had washed them earlier, and they were on their sides. So, I said, "Ay caramba! Tus vacas!" And started setting them upright, like they were injured or something. All present were at least mildly amused.