The end of the week proved to have some challenges with freedom and being out past 7:00 pm again...sooo by Friday night things on that front we're way out of order. So Saturday morning, I a) wanted to sleep in b) wanted to have a talk with mi madre to make sure she knew were I was coming from on the reglas about being out.
Well I woke up at 7 AM to all the hustle and bustle that mi casa provides, but I put a pillow on my head and drowned it out hoping that I wouldn't get that knock on my door....around 9ish mi amiga Jen called wanted to get together arond 11ish for some study time as we planned. I dragged myself out of bed around 10 sooooo happy that I got to sleep in like that, but dreading having to talk with mi madre....
When I finally got enough nerve to go downstairs, and looked up words like "disrespect" and "used to" to be able to explain that I don't want to disrespect her house but I'm used to living on me own, I was ready for our talk.
No one was even home when I went downstairs, but when I was ready to actually leave for our study date they crew appeared. She was cool and happy as always. I told her that I wanted to make sure we didn't have any miscommunications about when I am expected to be in the house. She was like it's all good, but the streets or Cayambe are muy peligroso and that people get jacked all day everyday. Which don't I know it we get presentations over that all the time. ANyone who knows me knows I don't want noooo problems. I explained to her that I totally agree first of all but that in the US first of all it's not always dark by 6 PM and that I am just used to being on my own and that being out of the house at 8 PM is not that late on a Friday (and she knew where I was)... we had more dialog and I thought it went well, but when you have a language barrier I wanted to make sure she felt good about it. Later when I was just washing my dishes she gave me a big hug, so I was like awwww okay cool we def cleared the air, and instead of letting it go due to it being a difficult situation I think she appreciated the talk. The bottom line is though...when it's dark my behind betta be in the house and if I have friend with me, they betta be in they house too lol! They think of us as their kids and we are their responsibility and I know I would be just like mi madre if I were her. We compromised though on some things. So I was happy for that.
I'm so tired writing this and ready for bed lol... and that was just Saturday 11 AM...okay I'm going to make this quick. I went and studied a bit with the girls in my group then I returned and tried to study a bit more. Mi madre made me eat some lunch even though I wasn't all that hungry. Durning the meal she was like "sigh, I was going to go visit my brother but you have to study" I was still in my stank I dont wanna do NOTHIN mood and was happy so far I was doing just that. Just sleep and studying. However, the reason I am here and with a family is to get the cultural experience. I have met her brother (mi tio) on a couple of occasions and I really like everyone in the fam so I was like ...ooookay I will go visit your hermano. I'm thinkin he lives down the street like my tia's on mi padres side. Ummm, a bus ride into the middle of nowhere proved otherwise. Her brother lives on this farm with guinea pigs (yikes I didn't have to eat them...this time...), dogs, cows, lambs, pigs...muchas cosas and lots of plants and land. Her hermano wasn't even there when we arrived...I was like well there goes my day of studying (still stank :op) Then the boys roll up on a tractor followed by the dad and the mom. They hooked up with suspicion plank of wood to the back of the tractor and motioned for us to jump on.
Wha? I'm not getting on that thing, and its so close to that huge wheel that is as taller than me and wider than me and would crush me in an instant. Good thing I DON'T know how to say of that ins Spanish. All I know is "Si" so we hopped on that shady piece of wood and off we went.
So.Glad.We.Went. It was the Most beautiful ride ever. We were so close to the mountains, there was nothing but fresh air, mountain views, wide open spaces, cows and caballos and the sun peeking through the clouds. It was so much fun and so relaxing. The completely altered my mood. I definitely felt content and satisfied, like there is no other place I should be but right there, right then. I had JUST gotten my camera back from my fam and so we have NO pics of this awesome time and it's all my fault. Hopefully we can go back, but who knew we weren't going down the street! sheesh lol. We went all around the campo. Milking cows...well the fam, not me I gathered grass and hay for the guinea pigs to eat...and all that grass served as our seat cushion on the way back so that was nice. The two little boys (mi primos) came along eventually, they like ran till they caught us...and they were hilarous and so fun. The tiny one was singing the chorus to "Smooth Criminal" in spanglish and it was our entertainment as we rode along.
I'm sleepy, but all in all it was sooo nice, I can't even remember what happened that night, I know mi madre got some milk from the cows to go that day. That whole semana pasado I told her I didn't really like that whole milk that got a skin over it in two seconds if you didn't stir it...yick...and I just don't drink milk like that. She would turn up her face and say I'm on a diet... Whateve! I eat at least 4 potatoes and my weight in rice everyday! Enserio?! Well...that night she poured everyone milk and I was sitting at the table. My little sister was about to put the milk in front of me and mi madre was like. No, no, no, Jennifer doesn't drink that milk. Sweet Victory! :) More on my weekend mas tarde, yo estoy cansado. Buenas Noches....
I had a sweet weekend. I wish I felt like writing to go into details but I will report the events. By the end of last week (which is really the week of July 6-10) I was soooo exhausted mentally and physically. I couldn't take no mo. We always have our weekends PACKED with events and I was in a sour mood and was not going to be able to go go go like we do. I started telling me mi madre wednesday "I want to rest this weekend por favor". I was worried my lack of language was going to play me and I was going to find myself at a desfile at a las ocho like always. I didn't want to have to set my alarm to get up mad early I didn't want to watch parades all day, no trips nada. Stank, I know. I have fun on the weekends don't get me wrong, but I could tell that if I didn't recharge my batteries in a serious way this weekend I wasn't going to make it through the next week.
The end of the week proved to have some challenges with freedom and being out past 7:00 pm again...sooo by Friday night things on that front we're way out of order. So Saturday morning, I a) wanted to sleep in b) wanted to have a talk with mi madre to make sure she knew were I was coming from on the reglas about being out.
Well I woke up at 7 AM to all the hustle and bustle that mi casa provides, but I put a pillow on my head and drowned it out hoping that I wouldn't get that knock on my door....around 9ish mi amiga Jen called wanted to get together arond 11ish for some study time as we planned. I dragged myself out of bed around 10 sooooo happy that I got to sleep in like that, but dreading having to talk with mi madre....
When I finally got enough nerve to go downstairs, and looked up words like "disrespect" and "used to" to be able to explain that I don't want to disrespect her house but I'm used to living on me own, I was ready for our talk.
No one was even home when I went downstairs, but when I was ready to actually leave for our study date they crew appeared. She was cool and happy as always. I told her that I wanted to make sure we didn't have any miscommunications about when I am expected to be in the house. She was like it's all good, but the streets or Cayambe are muy peligroso and that people get jacked all day everyday. Which don't I know it we get presentations over that all the time. ANyone who knows me knows I don't want noooo problems. I explained to her that I totally agree first of all but that in the US first of all it's not always dark by 6 PM and that I am just used to being on my own and that being out of the house at 8 PM is not that late on a Friday (and she knew where I was)... we had more dialog and I thought it went well, but when you have a language barrier I wanted to make sure she felt good about it. Later when I was just washing my dishes she gave me a big hug, so I was like awwww okay cool we def cleared the air, and instead of letting it go due to it being a difficult situation I think she appreciated the talk. The bottom line is though...when it's dark my behind betta be in the house and if I have friend with me, they betta be in they house too lol! They think of us as their kids and we are their responsibility and I know I would be just like mi madre if I were her. We compromised though on some things. So I was happy for that.
I'm so tired writing this and ready for bed lol... and that was just Saturday 11 AM...okay I'm going to make this quick. I went and studied a bit with the girls in my group then I returned and tried to study a bit more. Mi madre made me eat some lunch even though I wasn't all that hungry. Durning the meal she was like "sigh, I was going to go visit my brother but you have to study" I was still in my stank I dont wanna do NOTHIN mood and was happy so far I was doing just that. Just sleep and studying. However, the reason I am here and with a family is to get the cultural experience. I have met her brother (mi tio) on a couple of occasions and I really like everyone in the fam so I was like ...ooookay I will go visit your hermano. I'm thinkin he lives down the street like my tia's on mi padres side. Ummm, a bus ride into the middle of nowhere proved otherwise. Her brother lives on this farm with guinea pigs (yikes I didn't have to eat them...this time...), dogs, cows, lambs, pigs...muchas cosas and lots of plants and land. Her hermano wasn't even there when we arrived...I was like well there goes my day of studying (still stank :op) Then the boys roll up on a tractor followed by the dad and the mom. They hooked up with suspicion plank of wood to the back of the tractor and motioned for us to jump on.
Wha? I'm not getting on that thing, and its so close to that huge wheel that is as taller than me and wider than me and would crush me in an instant. Good thing I DON'T know how to say of that ins Spanish. All I know is "Si" so we hopped on that shady piece of wood and off we went.
So.Glad.We.Went. It was the Most beautiful ride ever. We were so close to the mountains, there was nothing but fresh air, mountain views, wide open spaces, cows and caballos and the sun peeking through the clouds. It was so much fun and so relaxing. The completely altered my mood. I definitely felt content and satisfied, like there is no other place I should be but right there, right then. I had JUST gotten my camera back from my fam and so we have NO pics of this awesome time and it's all my fault. Hopefully we can go back, but who knew we weren't going down the street! sheesh lol. We went all around the campo. Milking cows...well the fam, not me I gathered grass and hay for the guinea pigs to eat...and all that grass served as our seat cushion on the way back so that was nice. The two little boys (mi primos) came along eventually, they like ran till they caught us...and they were hilarous and so fun. The tiny one was singing the chorus to "Smooth Criminal" in spanglish and it was our entertainment as we rode along.
I'm sleepy, but all in all it was sooo nice, I can't even remember what happened that night, I know mi madre got some milk from the cows to go that day. That whole semana pasado I told her I didn't really like that whole milk that got a skin over it in two seconds if you didn't stir it...yick...and I just don't drink milk like that. She would turn up her face and say I'm on a diet... Whateve! I eat at least 4 potatoes and my weight in rice everyday! Enserio?! Well...that night she poured everyone milk and I was sitting at the table. My little sister was about to put the milk in front of me and mi madre was like. No, no, no, Jennifer doesn't drink that milk. Sweet Victory! :) More on my weekend mas tarde, yo estoy cansado. Buenas Noches....
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