Unfortunate Similarities

Ah, so it turns out that Mexico and Guatemala are a lot more similar than I'd have liked to admit back when I created this blog. Not to fear, only the best things about these countries are the same.
A short list, shall we?
1. The sexual harrassment continues. Walking down the street involves listening to countless men evaluate your sex appeal, as though you are just another flavor of ice cream in a cooler at Beal's.
2. Unreliable Internet access. Always charming.
3. Gringo parades.

Now for some important distinctions.
1. Have not yet located a toilet without a seat.
2. Guatemala tends to put retried beans in bags, not boxes. (see previous post entitled 'foods are different in Mexico)
3. The smell of burning toilet paper. (as opposed to straight up shit, smell Puebla.)

That is all for my first day in Guate. Spanish is holding up quite well, but bilingual can be biconfusing.

Con amor,
Liz

Back in the EEUU

OH HEY. Just back in the good old US of A. I am thinking about turning this blog into a "what have I learned today?" blog. Today I learned that cheddar dill bagels at City Market (Shitty Markup, if you will) are an olfactory delight. Also, that they burn rapidly if caught in a toaster.

Tune in later this week for a more comprehensive learning experience, as I will be returning to Anore Horton's class, in which I usually cry about social justice.

BLUE FINGAZ.

Up until today I'd been residing here semi-illegally. Take that Arizona. It goes both ways... paperwork is hard and expensive. Also, today I got fingerprinted for the first time ever!

updates

erin's feet smell absolutely horrible today. i am going to throw her converse away and buy her socks.

erryday

Los Milagros

Been spending a lot of time here. They make a mean pizza. And an even meaner Iced Chai.

Man, let me just cuentate a little bit about my life. On a normal MTW, I have class 12-1 and 4-6. On THFS&SUN, I just wander down to the centro, have a beer or a coffee.. eat something delish, maybe go into a few shops, visit the market on weekends, people watch, eat an ice cream... maybe go listen to some bad live music and drink two beers for 25 pesos in the artists 'hood. Really, it may sound lovely, BUT IT'S GETTING OLD! I want to take a class that challenges me, I want to argue with my professors, I WANT TO WORK!!!

Tay is home. I want to be in my bed at East Ave.

FOOD

Tonight Erin and I had an absolutely lovely 2.5 hour meal for about 17 dollars.

You may find yourself asking: What made this meal so lovely? What did they eat? Was there wine involved?

PICTURE: 2 beautiful women, a gurgling fountain, impeccable service (napkin laid on my lap for me, door held open at the bathroom), and lots of delicious food.

I had ravioli with ricotta and prosciutto. Erin had a caprese salad. Mmm mmm mozzarella. We started dinner off with some crazy bread, oil and vinegar, herb-y butter, and some sort of delectable pesto sauce. Also present, a bottle of cabernet sauvignon.... and for desert? Volcanic chocolate cake, a scoop o' vanilla, and strawberries.

All of this, for roughly 380 pesos. That is like 17 dollars each.

Next up: la casa de espejos. Supah fancy, gonna buy a dress.

Love & Amoebas.