Finally Caught Up

Since my lack of internet kept me from being motivated to blog, I was truly behind on my writing. Now that I am up to date I can blog about today (or yesterday, rather). We woke up in the hostel, had breakfast, and gathered our stuff so that we could move in with our host family. Rosana and I grabbed a cab and were initially worried because the first cab driver we spoke to had no idea where we lived although we gave him a written address. When we finally arrived at our house around noon we were welcomed by Nicole’s mother and met Nicole’s brother in law, Carlos, and her sister, Steffi. They were a young, ambitious couple who talked about learning several languages including French. Carlos helped us locate the school we would be taking classes in, El Sol, and the school in which we would be teaching English, The Air Force Academy. Unfortunately, the Air Force school is 45 minutes away by bus which should prove to be a bit of a challenge while El Sol is a bit closer but still far in reference to where everyone else is staying. Anyway, we had some down time to put away our suitcases and our host mother, Nicole, told us that lunch would be served at 1:30pm. We met in the kitchen and to my surprise she prepared an Italian dish that I wasn’t too crazy about but I did enjoy the fresh salad and rice, along with the rigorous Spanish conversation. Nicole made Rosana and I sit on oppose sides of the table so that we could converse with different people – me with Nicole’s mother and Carlos/Steffi and Rosana with Nicole and James, our host parents. Conversation was hard to keep up with and required a lot of focus since I had to try and understand everything they were saying. We mainly spoke about languages and courses we were taking back at Northeastern. It was fascinating to learn that Carlos, too, had a British accent like Nicole’s husband, James, and resided in Canada before moving to Lima.

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After dinner Rosana and I decided to return to our rooms for a nap and to do some homework since our first Spanish ensayo is due tomorrow (or today) and I needed to catch up on blogs. Around 8pm James summons Rosana and me to the kitchen for dinner since they had already eaten because their son, William, was impatient and needed a bath. Rosana and I were surprised to find loaves of bread and a variety of spreads like butter and jam laid out on the table for dinner. In my head I remembered Monica telling us that in Peru the culture is to have a big lunch and a small dinner. I found it funny how bread would suffice as dinner food here whereas in America bread represented the very beginning of a huge dinner. Our appetizer was their meal. Anyway, we had dinner and went back to our rooms to finish some work. And here I am now, finishing up this last blog before bed. I think that was pretty much all I had to update about today except that I have to be at school tomorrow at 8:30am and I’m still awake. I’m almost certain I’ll have to fight myself to get up tomorrow morning. Anyway, I should head to bed now. Ciao.