After we all took cabs to FAP, the Air Force school in which we teach English. I tried to cab it with my group Natalie, Tess, and Diana but it was chaotic with everyone trying to get lunch beforehand and thus only Natalie made in my cab. We reviewed our lesson plan for the day and commented on how nervous we were to be teaching a Spanish class, English. Our class was apparently the advanced English class so we went over some complex terms pertaining to food (jokingly, of course). We came up with the terms “broil,” and “filet.” When we got there, however, everyone was frantically trying to find their classroom and we were all just placed into random classrooms. We were missing Tess but Priscilla was put into our classroom as a replacement. The teacher there made us introduce ourselves and had the class ask us some questions in English but the majority of that day was spent introducing ourselves. Toward the end we played a game asking everyone to raise their hand when they agreed or disagreed with a statement. For example, “raise your hand if you have a brother.” From those who raised their hands we selected a few and asked them more challenging questions like “how many brothers do you have” or “how old are they.” The game started off interesting but I could tell we lost the class’ interest toward the end because they got rowdy and started talking to each other.
When the bell rang we were led to the auditorium where we had the welcoming ceremony for another lecture class. Jenny lectured us on the culture of Peru and the three trips of Pizarro. It was very hard to pay attention because I was already tired from the long day we had and a lot of information we learned in our textbook. But it was interesting nonetheless and I tried my best to pick up most of her Spanish. I took notes but we went through the powerpoint pretty quickly. Luckily Monica sent us the powerpoint via email so I was able to finish my notes at home.
Once the ceremony was over, Alessandra and Leslie asked us to follow them onto the soccer field. The boys in our group were already out on the grass playing with some of the kids but I wanted to play volleyball. We played for quite a long time, actually, moving from the grass onto the real volleyball court. Of course my team was “ganando (winning)” and we learned about the Peruvian victory dance. Our sportsmanship wasn’t that great and we kept badmouthing the other team. Our co-leader, Henry, joined the other team and it finally felt a little balanced, haha. Anyway, by the time we finished playing I was exhausted and all I could think about was going home and sleeping.
After our spaghetti dinner, I went to my room and realized that plans for Dana’s birthday had already commenced. The plan was to meet at Murphy’s Irish Pub and venture off to find discotecas after. I wasn’t feeling up for it at all but I did want to celebrate with everyone so I made an effort to come out, and even decided to dress up a little. I’m glad I did, though, because I probably needed a night out to just relieve myself of all the busyness and work that was going on. I cabbed it to Murphy’s with Tess since we live fairly close to each other and met up with the rest of the group. We had a few shots, including one free “mouth shot” where the bartender stood on the bar and just poured this blue drink into our mouths. It was kind of sketchy but it was free so I didn’t complain. We also had a shot of Jose and bought a pitcher of beer. I went outside for a bit and met some cool locals who knew English. It was funny because I attempted to respond in Spanish but they kept trying to speak to me in English. They told me about some popular discotecas around town and suggested some activities we could during our time in Miraflores. It wasn’t long before the group came out and decided to head to Baranco, another district, to go clubbing at some live music place.
When we got to Baranco the area seemed entirely too empty with graffiti written all over the place. We had a heightened sense of security simply because we all got bad vibes. We continued walking around and found a discoteca that promised us one free drink each if we went into their club. The music was sub par and the drinks were less than tasty but it was a solid spot to stay in. Tyler and I managed to haggle the guy at the bar and convince him we were the only ones who didn’t get a free drink. He gave us both coke and rum after Tyler promised to buy another round of drinks if the first one was given to us for free. We never bought another drunk and just danced the night away until it was time to call it a night. I went home and practically passed out the minute my head hit the pillow. I knew school would be a nightmare the next day. And as I write sit here and recall, it certainly was (at least for everyone who went out that night).
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