Flamenco!

Today: woke up at 7:30, get ready for school, ate breakfast, met Amanda and walked to school for class at 9. Class was 9-1:30 and I reeeeaaaallllyyy struggled to stay awake. 4 hours of sleep plus a class in all Spanish on a book you didn't understand does not equal anything good. After school, I came home, did one of the pages in my workbook and then it was lunch time. We ate this thing that was like french toast (minus butter and syrup) with a slice of ham and pate on it. It was pretty good. I'm not the biggest fan of pate but I liked the bread and the ham.

I only was able to siesta for about 20 minutes (but believe me, I got 20 minutes of hardcore siesta!) because my class had to meet down at the plaza at 3:45 to go to our dance class. We were taught Flamenco... that is the hardest freakin thing I have ever tried to do in my life. I'm the most uncooridnated person in the world. You have to move your wrists, arms, hips, and feet all separate from each other but at the same time. And click these little clicker things in a rhythm in your hands. And all to the fast beat of the music! Needless to say, I sucked at it. But it was fun! After our lesson, we watched these little girls do different kinds of dances. Holy smokes, they're amazing!

After that, Amanda and I came back to my house and attempted the rest of the homework. My padre ended up showing us a video of him and my madre salsa dancing in a "recital" (for lack of better term). They've been doing it for 8 years, I think. When my brother got home, Amanda and I were having a crazy dance party and decided to teach him the cupid shuffle...who knew that the directions to the song (to the left, to the left, to the left, to the left, to the right, to the right...) were also in Spanish?! However, he was not too good at learning to "walk it out". They use their hips too much here. It was like a salsa version of walking it out. Amanda went home after our little dance party around 9:30 and then it was dinner time. Dinner was an egg sunny-side-up and some kind of ham and bread. It was pretty good. Now I need to go shower and finish my homework and go to bed at a decent hour tonight since I did not sleep much last night. Which unfortunately means probably not skyping anyone still living on the east coast (aka everyone I know). Occasionally I get homesick for things, but it's just when I'm talking about them to my family or when I see something that reminds me. I have to keep telling myself to live it up because in a month, this new, crazy, awesome life will be over! Buenas Noches!