Coke and Wine Don't Mix

Wednesday January 23, 2008

Today was a lot better than yesterday. Class was really long and boring because we had native speakers for five hours straight. After class I just needed some English in my life. We headed straight to the bank after class because it closed at 2:30pm and we have class until 2:00pm. Today was the day that I was to throw out the “CML” name to get my checks cashed. I went into the bank and asked the cashier if I could cash them, she left to ask someone a question, returned and said that I couldn’t cash the check. I told her again that I was a student from CML, a minute later another lady came out. I explained who I was again, and she finally understood. She went and talked to a guy and then came back and said that she couldn’t do it today and to come back tomorrow. I was happy and sad, an awkward emotional mix. At least they understood me this time, but I still didn’t have the cash. You can bet your money on it that I will be there at 8:30am the minute they open until I get those checks cashed. For lunch we came home and had a kind of stir-fry with carrots, peas, artichokes, green beans and mushrooms aside rice and chicken. I worked on some homework and then Allison and I left to check e-mail and to find her a book that we need to buy for class. I sat in the Plaza for about an hour and a half when she returned frustrated and bookless. Because of her frustration she had stopped at the supermarket and bough us cokes and bread. I couldn’t have asked for anything better at that moment. Cokes are few and far between for me here, odd I know. Then we met a new friend, Reilly from Minnesota, who walked up to us and asked us where we were from to start conversation. After learning what program we were with he asked, “Have you found the cheap wine yet” and proceeded to pull a whole bottle out from the side of his bag. He apparently thinks Coke and wine are good together and offered to pour some into my can of Coke. I didn’t know why he would taint such and amazing liquid, the Coke that is. After finishing our Cokes we left to look for books again when my bladder interrupted us. After finding a bathroom in Corte Ingles we searched for books again, failed, and decided to return home. I have learned that it is not impossible to find a public restroom. Today I have also come to the conclusion that Spaniards, the creeper guys, are all talk, which I am definitely okay with. The most direct male approached Allison and I and basically tried to get us to make-out with him today on the way home. Instead of being afraid, I just laughed. Tonight we had game night and played a few games of Phase 10 dice, it was fun to pass the time that we had to wait until dinner. Encarna got home really late (around 10:30pm) and made dinner. We were all happy that we got dinner because we thought that they had forgotten or had some sort of miscommunication. Encarna has been really busy and has been sick (a cold) lately. I think that we are going to try and do something nice for her and Rocio (who’s stressed about her test), so we’ll see what we can’t come up with.