Okay, so last night was so much fun!
I almost dread friday nights because I am reminded that back at home friday is a great night to hang out with friends, go to the Cliffs (Ashlee), or watch a movie with roomies. And then here I am all stuck in the house because I cannot go out alone, thats not safe and I don´t really have anyone to go out with. So....
a quick explanation of the family I live with. The Fuica´s own the hostel. The couple is Jaime and Lindys. They have a daughter Claudia who is 23 and married to Diego. They have an adorable but fiesty daughter. Jaime and Lindys also have a son who is 21 named Felipe and he and I are pretty good friends. He helps me with my homework and I help translate his English textbooks. There are some trajabador (workers) who live at the hostel, but they are not a part of the family the way I have become. So a few nights ago one of Diego´s friends came over and I remember thinking that he was really cute. Yeah, una problema. Pero, he came over to me and we started talking. he knows a little English and was excited to try it out with me. So then, last night he came over and we had a fiesta. There was no particular reason, in pure latino fashion, "¿porqué no?". The party included the parents, Claudia and her husband, and Alberto and me. So yeah una problema. But the girls in my bible study will appreciate this- I kept my emotional integrity. I stayed with my two drink rule and when 5 in the morning came around and I realized that it was probably time to go to bed, I skipped the normal kiss on the cheek that everyone gives around here when parting.
Alberto is not a Christian, well, he is probably "catholic", but only because he was raised that way. No amount of physical attraction means anything if he is not a follower and lover of Christ, right? Es muy dificil aca. It is very hard here. Hay muchos novios. There are many couples. the battle to keep emotional integrity is harder than ever.
Okay, a little wierd writing this blog and knowing that my parents read it, but I can only be honest here, right? A side note for the parents: at one point last night Alberto said that he wanted to meet you and I laughed. He asked why and I couldn´t explain it to him, I just laughed at the thought of "bringing him home".
I almost dread friday nights because I am reminded that back at home friday is a great night to hang out with friends, go to the Cliffs (Ashlee), or watch a movie with roomies. And then here I am all stuck in the house because I cannot go out alone, thats not safe and I don´t really have anyone to go out with. So....
a quick explanation of the family I live with. The Fuica´s own the hostel. The couple is Jaime and Lindys. They have a daughter Claudia who is 23 and married to Diego. They have an adorable but fiesty daughter. Jaime and Lindys also have a son who is 21 named Felipe and he and I are pretty good friends. He helps me with my homework and I help translate his English textbooks. There are some trajabador (workers) who live at the hostel, but they are not a part of the family the way I have become. So a few nights ago one of Diego´s friends came over and I remember thinking that he was really cute. Yeah, una problema. Pero, he came over to me and we started talking. he knows a little English and was excited to try it out with me. So then, last night he came over and we had a fiesta. There was no particular reason, in pure latino fashion, "¿porqué no?". The party included the parents, Claudia and her husband, and Alberto and me. So yeah una problema. But the girls in my bible study will appreciate this- I kept my emotional integrity. I stayed with my two drink rule and when 5 in the morning came around and I realized that it was probably time to go to bed, I skipped the normal kiss on the cheek that everyone gives around here when parting.
Alberto is not a Christian, well, he is probably "catholic", but only because he was raised that way. No amount of physical attraction means anything if he is not a follower and lover of Christ, right? Es muy dificil aca. It is very hard here. Hay muchos novios. There are many couples. the battle to keep emotional integrity is harder than ever.
Okay, a little wierd writing this blog and knowing that my parents read it, but I can only be honest here, right? A side note for the parents: at one point last night Alberto said that he wanted to meet you and I laughed. He asked why and I couldn´t explain it to him, I just laughed at the thought of "bringing him home".
Comments