So, it turns out that I’m going to the beach again this weekend. Yup, the second week in a row. This time, I’m just going with my roommate and two Mexican guys, and we’re going to a small, non-touristy place. Hopefully, we will speak mostly Spanish and won’t make them revert to English too much. I’m tired of all the English that is spoken here, at school and at home, and yes, I’m guilty of it as well.

Today I had two finals because it is the end of our first block of classes. Next week I’ll be starting Spanish grammar level 7 and Mexican culture. Hopefully they will be a little more challenging than this term, since I was bored the majority of class time.

Last night we had a farewell dinner for a few students who are leaving this week (most of us are staying for a semester or more). We went to this swanky restaurant that had small wooden pigs everywhere and only had like 10 different foods on the menu. I was boring and opted for “ensalada tuscana” which was a salad with ham and huge pieces of parmesan. I just felt like my stomach needed a break from all the fried foods my mamá makes for me here. She gives us fruit for breakfast every morning, but we hardly ever have vegetables. She only buys whole milk and I don’t think she’s heard of wheat bread. It’s all really tasty, just not very healthy.

This week was the first time that I didn’t go out on Wednesday for Ladies’ Night. Instead, my roommate Oliver had a party at our house. It was interesting because there were a bunch of Germans, two Mexicans who knew German, and then Molly and me. I didn’t know whether to speak to them in English or Spanish! I went to bed kind of early for a Wednesday (2am) and the next day I felt so much better than my roommates did because I hadn’t drinken anything.

Alright, chicos, hasta luego!