After the test I think our Professor gave us a little break by talking about more interesting things such as dating and the names for girlfriend and boyfriend. Apparently in Peru “novio/a” refers to a fiancé/e, which is totally different from what I learned in school. The correct word for a boyfriend or girlfriend would be “enamorado/a” with “amante” referring to a mistress or someone you’re with “illegally.” I thought that was pretty cool to know considering it’s a unique characteristic of Peruvian culture. Most countries in South America use “novio” to refer to their boyfriends. In class we also went over the names of clothes and the culture of Mochica. Their ceramics were very fine and sophisticated while their houses were made of adobe material and straw. The cool thing about this day was after class we were all called up to the cafeteria where they had pisco sour shots ready for us. Pisco is the liquor that is specific to Peru and I remember my shot being super strong. Apparently it was the last day for a few of their long term students so we had a little celebration and cheers for them. The proper Peruvian way to say cheers is to hold your glass up and say “Arriba,” then bring it down and say “Abajo” then bring it forward “Al centro” and then to your mouth to chug “Pa dentro.”
As usual, we went FAP after school to teach English and receive our cultural lecture. We thought we were a little more prepared this time around to teach English but we were moved to another classroom, Basic level, and had to start fresh with the kids there. We spent time introducing ourselves and talking about our favorite foods. We ran out of time before we could start explaining the different places to eat in the US such as diners or drive-thrus. To our surprise the kids brought us “Papa a la Huancaina” which I’m not a big fan of so I passed it onto Vinny.
After class and lecture we played some more volleyball and basketball with the kids. I was feeling super tired and wanted to head home early so I only stayed for an extra hour or so. When I got home I took a nap and woke up for dinner to find Steffi, my host mom’s sister, and their cousin at the kitchen table. For dinner we had a kind of spinach pie with bread and tea. We talked about the clubs in Miraflores and what Steffi planned on doing with her life and school. Melissa came downstairs and chatted with us for a little bit but I had to quickly get ready since Monica was taking us out to a Pena in Boranco, similar to a Peruvian culture show with lots of dancing.
Since I was pickpocketed the other day I was running on allowance of 20 soles that I borrowed from Tess. I had an additional 10 out of my own pocket so I was working with not a lot of money. We decide to get pitchers of sangria and just chug because that’s the only way to get drunk off a budget. I don’t remember too much after that but I remember it was a very fun and live night. The live band was exceptional, the lomo soltado that Monica bought for us was great, the show was amazing, and the balloons at the end were the icing on the cake. I also met some new friends when I stepped outside for a little but although I can only remember that the woman’s name was Greta. Overall, it was a very good start to our weekend.
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