The title is correct. Last night I went out with my friends Jourie and Jack from my program and Jouries family (who are also my neighbors) and my other neighbor Pablo. They are all my age. Jourie's family had people staying with them for three days in Guanajuato as some kind of exchange thing with the lions club. Yes, here the lions club is young and active. We went to the Guanajuato Grill. Wouldn't you think that means theres food there? No. It's only a bar. A dance club bar in fact. There are only young people who go, and it's a lot of fun. They play a lot of english songs as well as spanish. I just thought it was funny that we went to a "grill" that doesn't actually have a grill. Mexico is weird. The dogs here are so smart. They don't come up and bug you for food or anything, but they somehow can figure out how to survive without disturbing the peace. They are EVERYWHERE. It's insane. There are these bells here that go off around 6:30 every day in memory of some saint. Theres also these LOUD explosions everyday for that as well. It scared me the first few days. I bought a Mexican cell phone so I can talk to my friends here without costing an arm and a leg (especially for them to call me). There are lots of people here that are very nice and very patient. My spanish is getting better. My family was making fun of me today at lunch. They said the first few days I said very little but now they can't get me to shut up! Oh well, I'm finally starting to remember the words for things, so I get excited to use them. The drivers here are extremely skilled. I don't understand how they can manuever and park around here. Seriously, they would laugh at the United States drivers test. The streets are narrow, there's people everywhere, and small parking spaces exist for big cars to fit in. I don't understand how so much disorder can cause order, but I guess it's the Mexican way! I am sitting in a Starbucks right now. They have some really cool clothing here. It's very bohemian. I like it. Today my friend Abby and I went in a store, asked for something in spanish, and the man answered us in english. It was quite funny. My commute from my house to the city and to school is insane. San Fransisco's hills have NOTHING on this city. I seriously walk for 10 minutes on a 60 degree incline home every day. I am going to have some killer leg muscles when I come home.
Well... I think that's it for today. I'll have more updates later.
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