Peanut Butter.

Considering I have made the title of my blog "peanut butter" you can only guess just HOW excited I was when I came across peanut butter at a near store. (Corte Ingles) I was told that they didn't have it because no one here eats it..how do you not? It was unfortunate that I found it the day after National Peanut Butter Day (in the U.S), which I didn't know there was a national day for peanut butter until this past Tuesday. I wish they had as much peanut butter as they do milk here because yes the picture below is a picture of a whole aisle of milk. The other side also was stocked with milk.

Besides that, our group when on a tour of this beautiful garden called Carmen de los Martires. When you first walk in there's this white building that you can rent out on weekends. Dani, our CEA leader/ my new bf, told us it was only 3 million a weekend to rent because that's like not a lot of money or anything.

The garden <3

There were peacocks everywhere which means there was also poo everywhere. ew. Which were all pretty used to skipping around on the streets because everyone in this city owns a dog and they have yet to learn how to clean up after their poochies. I really wanted to have the peacock open up its feathers, but they were still gorgeous with them closed. The peacocks were a little intimidating because when they were walking around on the ground they would stare you down and walk at an awkward distance from you that was kind of close.

Seriously obsessed with the ducks. I pretty much had a photo shoot with them because I had about 30 pictures of these ducks from different angles on my camera. Every time we always come across we wish we had bread to feed them. My friend improvised and gave them her gum so that they would come close to us.  I thought the duck was going to choke on it because it could not chew it. Kind of funny.

Club house.

Que romantico.  Dani  was going on and on how romantic it was and for the boys to take their girlfriends here. However, when we asked if he took his wife, Bego, here, he responded no and laughed. hahahaha.

 

The next day we had an exchange with Spanish students learning English at a cafe.Each American student from our program paired up with a Spain student from their program. Half the time we would talk in Spanish and they would help us with our Spanish and then in return we would help them with their English. It was a little intimidating at first because we didn't know what to talk about and I always get nervous speaking Spanish to people who speak it fluently. The conversation started out with just the boring awkward " where are you from?" "how old are you?" "how are you?". But then as time progressed we were actually talking about legitimate things and were able to hold a conversation in Spanish. It really boosted my confidence when Maria, my talking buddy, told me that my Spanish was really good. Because sometimes when I get overwhelmed I feel my Spanish isn't very good and that my goal to be fluent (which I HAVE to be fluent by May 25th) is impossible. But this exchange really gave me confidence and I was impressed with how well I have been understanding and speaking the language. I can't wait for the next exchange because it was so fun and these people are crazy and I couldn't stop laughing!
 We had our last week of class this week and I had my final yesterday. Since the class was only three weeks, there was a lot of information covered in that little time, and we had only one test, which was this final, it was a little stressful. Our last day of class is Monday and were watching the sequel to "The Other Side of The Bed". Should be interesting. Also, I think that movie is a very popular musical here because the other day my Senora was singing one of the songs and I was like I know that song because we watched that movie in class. That made her happy and we sang the song. She's always singing different songs and I was happy I actually knew one of the songs she was singing.
Last night we went out for one of my roommates birthday. We first went to this Tapas Bar called CruzaBlanco. We weren't planning on going to his bar because we had wanted to go to the first Tapas we went to on our first day here, but there wasn't anymore room. After walking around in the pouring rain, (I'm over-exaggerating it was a little sprinkle, but still, we finally decided to go to this one. Cute servers and bartenders but awful Tapas. At this one we didn't get to chose which Tapas we wanted, they chose, and they brought out this disgusting ham that Marieta had for us one night. None of us ate it. Also, the hams here are always just chilling out in the stores and it's disgusting and they smell bad. But, we each got three free shots from the bartenders, made friends with the workers, and they had my strongbow. Yummy. :) The discoteca that we went to that night was called "Capital" and they actually played Spanish music the whole night. Couldn't have been happier. I have also learned, after people giving me weird looks after I introduce myself and telling me that my name means something in Spanish, that the way my name is pronounced in Spanish means cow. (Baca is how they pronounce it and Vaca...the word for cow... the "v" sounds like a "b".... yeah so I'm changing my name to my middle name Lynn. Who's Becca?
Marieta also told me and my roommate Jen yesterday that she would be cleaning our rooms Saturday morning (this morning) which was just perfect because we would be going out that night and ya know sleeping in wouldn't be something we'd want to do after getting home at 5:30 a.m. So we had to get up at 10 and leave to go get breakfast so that our cleaning lady could clean our room and change our sheets since she didn't have time yesterday while we were in class. At least we got to come back to a nice clean room and take a nap in clean sheets. :)