Have I mentioned that I LOVE my homestay family? This morning at breakfast I told my fam that I was going to Bar Amigo tonight, and mi padre was like I don't know how I feel about you going...Are you going to be a good girl? I told him of course I was, and so he gave me his permission. It's okay if you're jealous that I have the cutest tico dad ever. They made fun of me again this morning for not eating enough. Mi madre called me a little bird because I only had one [half-plate] serving of gallo-pinto and one tortilla [the size of my plate]. Then I went to leave the house and had my weekend bag with me and mi padre was like why aren't you staying here this weekend? I told him I had stuff planned all weekend with my program and he was bummed. Then mi madre and Kevin told me to have a good weekend and sent me on my way. Mi padre was working in the driveway when I left so I yelled at him, "Adios Papa!" Homestays are great.

I was looking a HOT mess when I got to campus this morning. We were supposed to be leaving campus at 9 to go to Gilbert's farm, and I left my house at 8:37. So I had 23 minutes for my 30-minute [uphill] walk and I had my weekend bag with me in addition to my backpack. So panting/ sweating was increased tenfold. I still can't figure out why I thought it was a good idea to shower this morning. I dropped off my stuff in Abs' and my new room (D1) and ran back to the comedor to fix my packed lunch. Geovanny came up and asked me how I was doing. I was still sweating and red in the face and gross, so I told him caliente but not in the way he was thinking because I couldn't remember the right way to say it. He laughed and told me 'con calor' and gave me a cookie for my lunch. Love him. Then we sat down with Lindsay and she told us she can tell we are all freaking exhausted, so she's going to ease up our schedule. So no more crazy-full days like yesterday. Woo woo!

We walked over to Gilbert's farm in Finca la Bella at like 9:45 with Lindsay and Lucas. We spent the morning listening to Gilbert tell us the history of Finca la Bella, and then he showed us his coffee plants and fed us delicious oranges. We ate our lunches there (more pb&j--so good) and then headed back to campus for a free (gasp!) afternoon. I wrote a paper for Deany and was hoping to spit out another before dinner, but that didn't happen. Oh and apparently there was a fat landslide on la trocha (the main road to Santa Elena) and so there will be no going to Bar Amigo tonight. Sad times! Cayman and I told Geovanny that we will just have to bring Bar Amigo to us. It's more likely that we will get some quality One Tree Hill time in, but who knows things could get crazy.

I was feeling sick to my stomach all afternoon so I was pretty nervous about eating dinner, but Geovanny talked me into it. We had pasta with alfredo and rice. Love me some starches. I just had some salad, beans, and pasta with the sauce. Then I went into the kitchen to get some more water and Geovanny was scooping ice cream for dessert. I knew I shouldn't have it, but I was like Geovanny, how good is the ice cream? Like even though I have been sick to my stomach all day, should I eat it? He just handed me a bowl. Then I ate it all. Crap.

Then Cayman and I ate the bread they had out. It's like a cornbread but with cranberries in it. So good.

Now I kind of feel sick again. Why do I have no self-control??

peace love and free afternoons