Day 5 (not sure what happened to day 4?)

Woke up at 7:30 after sleeping like a baby.

I dress.  I’m getting used to not using a mirror.  Who cares what I look like anyway?  I have blonde hair, which is enough to look like a Hollywood movie star down here.

Breakfast is pancakes and they are DELICIOUS.  My favorite meal yet.  Probably because pancakes are like my favorite food…evvvver.

I eat in a hurry.  I have to walk 3 miles to my “project” because I have no idea how to take the bus. 

I meet the two ladies and we walk to the project together.

Today I am told is a “party” day at the shelter. 

SANTA IS COMING!!..SANTA!!!!...

I teach English for about 30 minutes to the kids.  It seems like they like learning it.

In the kitchen, the lady and a 19 year old Guatemalan volunteer are preparing for lunch.  She doesn’t know Spanish, so she turns to the boy and says “Chop chop chop!” meaning, she wants to chop the lettuce…. Her nickname is now “chop chop!”

Funny stuff.

We give the kids so many little balls to play with … they look SO happy.

Kids come in off of the street for lunch – they are the “shoe shine boys” …covered in dirt

The two other boys – one 19 and one 21 – who volunteer there (but live in Guatemala) and I converse quite a bit!  I teach them English, they teach me Spanish. 

I can’t tell for sure, but I think one of them (the 21 year old) hit on me?

When we left the two older ladies said “he is so hot for you!”

We laugh.

We stop at McD’s… again.

I am going to gain weight here, not loose it.

In Guatemala, McD’s is a “high status” place to eat – unlike the United States.

People DRESS UP to go here.

People who work here are REALLY PROUD.

So different!

I walk back home.

The kids run and hug me… I love love loooove them.

The dog bites me in the ankle.

ESTUPIDO PERRO! (stupid dog)

Just kidding.

But he really does bit my ankle.

The little black cat is nice to me, he likes to sleep in my bed.

Shower. Blow dry my hair. Put on a dress, for once..feelin like a lady!

Walk to a café.

Get yelled at.

Get asked how much I cost.

“NO ESTOY A LA VENTA!” – I am not for sale! I say.

Café is nice! It is now my favorite place.

I realize I think I’m running out of clean underwear.

OH well.