Yesterday I found a family to live with so I do not have to live alone anymore. The family seems nice, there is a single mom with three daughters and a maid. After I met the family and we decided I would live with them I went to the park to read and fredricko the Argentinian guy joined me. We taught all the neighborhood kids how to juggle.

After Fredricko left I ended up playing tag and then soccer with the nieghborhood kids for hours. It ended when the soccer ball got caught in the tree and i convinced little Manuel (one of the kids) to throw his shoe up in the tree to get the ball down and of course his shoe got caught in the tree and all these parents were coming out and telling their kids to come inside for supper and stuff so that was my cue to bail.

I will be living in the neighorbood so now i have a park to go to where the kids are cool and i can play football with them, they all love me and asked me to come back tomorrow. I will too, I just hope I didn’t get Manuel in trouble. But it is on my walk to work from my home so I'm happy about that.

One week later...

Last night I went out and I’m sad because it was a night you all would have loved. A lot of beer, dancing, talking to people, smuggling free drinks from other tables, you know the drill. And a lot of cigarettes. I got to dance to my now favorite song...”No matter what i do, all i think about is you, even when im with my boo.” by Nellie. Do you know it? It is like the only hip hop song that comes on at the discos. have seriously spoken more Spanish in the last week then i have in the whole three months ive been here. living with a host family and going out and stuff and having spanish speaking friends, i feel like I am studying abroad again, not a twenty-three year old English teacher. I keep comparing everything to my experience in France. Sometimes I feel like I am still 16 years old, just because I am so lost here at times and so dependent on other people to have a good time and so lost with the language. But maybe life is about always feeling like a teenager, I don't recall ever not really feeling like a teenager anyway.