Sun 1 Nov 09 - Mon 9 Nov 09 60 °F
I stayed with a family the week I was taking classes. There were three daughters at the house and they were very friendly and talkative. They always tried to engage in conversations so I can practice my Spanish. The youngest daughter who is 13 years old should be a Spanish teacher. She spoke slowly, with a lot of patience and always corrected me. The father was so humble and gentle. He always thanked me when I was done wit dinner which I never understood. Usually people tell you enjoy your meal not thank you. What a lovely man!
I had a double bed there which was pretty exciting but soon enough I found out that the fitted sheets were the wrong size. 10 minutes after going to bed the sheets were no longer on the bed. That was quite frustrating. I was sad to find out that the food wasn't great either. Many mornings I had porridge for breakfast. It was pretty difficult to finish. Lunch is the biggest meal so I always got some type of meat. Mainly a tiny piece of chicken. You quickly learn to fill up with tortillas so you don't go hungry. I believe that's what everyone does here. I must say their home made tortillas were very good.
The bathroom was another disaster. The shower wasn't very clean and the wall facing the inside of the house was about 5-foot high. I can pretty much see the hallway and whoever happens to be in it. Even worse, There were stairs leading up to the upper floor facing the bathroom. Whoever is coming down these stairs can see the shower. The curtain had all these pictures of different things. Under each picture there was the name in Spanish and English. A little morning lesson in the shower. The problem was there were clear parts in the curtains where people can see through it. Luckily no one came down while I was showering. That would have been embarrassing.
I had arrived at night in San Pedro so I greeted the family and went straight to bed. The next morning I woke up and my arms looked like they've been attacked by "friendly" mosquitoes! I had red dots all over my arms but they weren't itchy! Not uncomfortable but not cool either! I showed Eddie my bites and he thought it was strange then he looked at his arms and he had the same bites he just didn't notice them since they weren't itchy. Apparently there are these tiny little bugs that crawl on walls on onto the bed and feast on exposed skin. The trick is to pull the bed away from the wall so they don't crawl up in hordes. Well that trick worked and no more bites.
The one redeeming factor about the room is the view. The house sat at the top of the hill and my room was on the second floor. I looked out of my window every morning and enjoyed a great view of the lake.