Okay, so it's getting a little ridiculous. Three horas locas in two days is just too much. I mean I'm not saying they weren't all fun because they were. Everyone here gets so in to it; its a complete excuse to act ridiculously risque and just dance with abandon. The hora loca that was tonight was for Deivi (which I originally thought was David said with a Spanish accent, but it's not, saw it written on the Feliz Cumpleanos banner tonight). They invited me while we watched the futbol games. Every Sunday they have several matches that are actually referred and I think there is a money prize. Don't know if that is every time, but at least today there was. My papa anfitriono played as keeper in the last match, but unfortunately they lost from the two goals he let in. Their team scored one, but they had a lot of great shots on goal. Other than that the day was relatively chill. Tried to go swimming at another Trainee's private pool (Deedee's) pero she told us her family is pretty strict about large groups of visitors. So used my piscina behind my house for the first time. Its super shallow and a bit scummy but it was nice to hang out by the pool. Would have been much more awesome with a cocktail or margarita. At the party tonight they handed out a "cocktail" (word they used to explain to me) that had Pisco in it. So while I don't know quite what was in it, I've now tried Pisco and liked it a lot. Tomorrow begins week two of training, and I'm looking forward to it. I'm not looking forward to the "private" (or not so private) tutoring that takes me out of the last 30 minutes of the day everyday this week though. I have to miss stuff and I hate that.
Things I'm looking forward to:
1. On Saturday we have a fieldtrip to Lima to learn from a agro-professor about planting trees and such. After the learning, we get set free in Lima to make our own way back. It's part of training and also gives us time to shop and sight-see a bit.
2. Thursday afternoon, I think there's another fieldtrip about tree planting too. Hands-on experience before they drop us in the field.
3. Spending time on the internet and getting to talk to family and friends. So far I haven't really had any communication from the States. The card from my mom on Tuesday was really sweet but it wasn't really a letter.
The dancing the last few nights and the volleyball were good exercise but I need to find something I can do regularly. Also, need to insist with more force and less niceness that I want smaller portions. I fear two years without a scale or set form of exercise
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