Friday night there was a fashion show in the the Gran Sur shopping center, which really surprisedme. I enjoyed it so much more than I thought I would, despite the lack of talent on the Male Moldels´ part. It lasted about an hour and a half and I commented the whole way through. Poor Maude and everyone standing around us who had to hear that. I got to know a few of Christian´s, my host brother in the US, friends. Afterwards I went to visit an old friend, ´Pepita´, in McDonald’s.
Over the weekend Maude and I were planning on hiking in the Barranco de Infierno and had made reservations and everything, but due to the severe Calima (very hot temperatures, a lot of wind and dusty dry air) the trails were closed. I enjoyed hanging out in the house all morning, then after lunch Teresa and I went to the Supermarket to buy ingredients for out cooking adventure that would take place the following day. That evening there was an art exposition with the paintings of Marcus´s wife which I was set on attending in hopes that I would run into their good looking son. Maude and I had just planned to stop by shortly, but somehow both Laura and Teresa winded up going. I managed to slip Mrs. Cabrera one of my exchange contact cards, and though I was planning asking her to give it to her son, but it was even better when she thought of the idea that she should give it to him, so I didnt even have to ask.
Maude and I chilled at the house for a while and ate some white chocolate, then went to Los Christianos to meet our with our Moroccan friends. With them we went out for a drink, I had a great piña colada to compensate for the shitty one from the week before, then we went to casa blanca and danced until about 4. These boys really surprise me, at first I was a little creeped outby the fact we were hanging out with these strangers, but the more time we spend with them, the more comfortable I am with them and the more I like them (although no so much in the way that Maude ´likes´ the one). They really are what we call in Spanish´buena gente´ (´good people´).
Sunday Teresa and I cooked. Everything was going great up until we finished the Russian Salad (a mix of potatoes, olives, onions, asparagus, hard-boiled eggs, and tomato all mixed together with olive oil and mayo) ((yumm!)). Our second dish was to be a ricey type stew, but after getting the portions wrong (we were cooking for 8 people following the directions for a 4 person recipe, only half the time did we double the ingredients) and then over cooking the rice so that it absorbed all of the broth and burnt on the bottom and then having to delude it with extra water to make more broth, it ended up being a worth while disaster. Only one person ate our stew, and that was Teresa´s mother; although she said she liked it, we all knew that it was purely out of kindness. At least we made the dogs happy, who went to bed with full bellies that night.
