Today was Fiesta Tipica; no Halloween for me! After all of the practicing and craziness, it was here! I donned my tipical dress (borrowed from Teguc) and all my natural looking jewelry. The day didn’t start out the best though because we had miscommunication about mototaxis in the morning. One of our neighbors said he’d take us all down, but he told us on separate occasions. So we were trying to figure out another taxi and not be late to the fiesta. When finally arrived, I was already slightly frustrated from the mototaxi confusion and then we had to start selling right away. My champa was called La Fritanga, which included all things fried: tacos, enchiladas, tajaditas, pastelitos. Apparently it’s everyone’s favorite food, too because we were ridiculously busy! I felt like I was back in the strawberry fields at the stand except now everyone was yelling at me in Spanish what they wanted and I was trying to make change, give them their ticket and remember what they had so I could tell the other teachers in my booth (Sarah and one of the Spanish teachers) what they had ordered. Meanwhile the program was starting, but we had no chance to leave our champa at all until the program was done. Sarah and I were disappointed that we didn’t get to see our kids do their dances because we were so busy in our champa. We were stressed out and done by the end of the selling time. I finally got to get out of the champa and tried some of the other food. I had some tipico food like beans, tortillas and salsa as well as this sweet stuff that tasted like sweet bread pudding.
The fiesta was starting to wind down, so we helped clean up, changed out of our dresses, and went to Guancascos. Then Jacki and I went shopping for food and at the market and returned to Guancascos. The other girls headed up, but me and Sarah stayed longer, waiting for Gustavo, our mototaxi ride up the mountain. My stomach had been hurting all day and I didn’t know what other medicine to get, so I got some anti parasite medicine just in case and it seemed to do the trick. Well something was wrong with Gustavo’s taxi so we waited forever for him and finally decided to call Samuel to take us up. I just chilled the rest of the night to make my stomach feel better.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
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