Phrase of the day: Pienso que el mascota perro de Chupacabre meataco!... I think Chupacabre's pet dog just attacked me!
Absurd! It happened out of nowhere. But no worries, he/she didn't bite me, I just fell when he/she jumped on me. We do have our rabies vaccines, but I hear the post-bite shots are in the stomach, which doesn't sound very fun. Naturally, my love for dogs has only increased now. Right. My friend, Clint, runs in Cuenca with a rock in one hand and gravel in the other. I'm definitely going to have to copy him. Only a slight cut on my knee:
And yes, that was blood on my sock!:
Pedro went back to Spain the other day, so we had a farewell party for him before he left. (Lame! I guess that means no more beach/farm trips). But it was a good, long night. As always, there were tons of people over: 
Naturally, his face had to be shoved into the cake. I mean, you just can't have a cake without gracing it with someone's face before eating it, right? I'm definitely going in with my mouth wide open when my birthday comes around! (Of course I'm not telling them when my birtday is!) 
For dinner, we had PASTA! I'd like to say it was a nice change from the rice, but of course we had a side of rice with it; priceless (It was still a nice change, ha): 
Uhh, I guess that's how they pour coke here? 
The next day was super warm outside. I'm guessing it wasn't anything compared to back home this summer, but it was enough for me. Luckily, I found an ice cream lady! 25cents a cone: Yeah, it wasn't really ice cream, but she had a flavor that was similar to strawberry. I'm going to talk to her more to figure out how she makes it, and then try to get her to try Big Auntie's recipe instead. Maybe we can work together to bring Baskin Robbins to San Isidro! (My real goal for this town). 
Oh my, that banana bread was good. Somehow I've become friends with a baker lady in town. And by "somehow", I mean I visit her every day for a dessert. Bad news for sure! 
Flower shot of the day (This is in front of the house):
Are you sure that wasn't rice with a side of pasta!
ReplyDeleteDid the dog attack you when you were running? I run with a piece of rolled-up newspaper. Glad you found ice cream. Cuidate!
ReplyDeleteohh, now it makes sense... rice with a side of pasta... (mom, no rice when i get home ever! ha)
ReplyDeletenope, i was walking and it attacked me! ridiculous. imagine claire, if i had been running, ¿would it really have caught me? just kidding! (i was actually delivering water for my host brother, because he was out, so i walked into the dog's territory, and it wasn't exactly pleased)