soooo, a LOT has happened since I last wrote...Rio San Juan will have to wait because there is just too much to tell...let's just say it's filled with a lot of memories that are only funny when we look back on them and not so much at the time...
we got back yesterday (wednesday) morning around 530 am. Our first class was at 11am...perfect. Kristen and I went to Fotografia together and it was great. There are a lot of people in our class and the dynamic is a little different than Fairfield classes..the students were disrespectul and a little chatty but I absolutely love our professor. I never had to ask him to slow down and I understood every single word. He annunciated everything well, so that helped. After class, Kristen and I went to introduce ourselves and tell him how we can understand, but we're not so good at speaking yet and he was very understanding. I think that will be a very interesting class!
Then I had Reflexion Teologica...I will not be attending that class. The professor was very rude and didn't care that I was an exchange student...thank God for the one friend I made in that class who helped me through it and said "no te preocupes, no entiendo nada tampoco" aka "don't worry, i don't understand what he's saying either" Luckily for the first couple of weeks we're just supposed to go to a bunch of different classes and then narrow it down to 4 or 3+ an internship, so i'm still in good shape.
Today, my only class was at 3, and I waited for a half hour and the professor never showed up so we left. That class was supposed to be Sustainable Development though, which I'm sooo excited to take. I should have it on Monday so I'll probably write about it then. This morning after showering KVV and I decided to do some laundry since we are planning on going to Leon for the weekend and all our clothes are dirty from last weekend (since we only got home yesterday). After Kristen finished, I tried to rush to do mine before mass at 12 and at about 1130 the water went out. We still don't have any water in the house...so my clothes are sitting sopping wet in a bin of soapy water. I'm not sure what I plan on doing about that yet... hopefully the water turns back on soon.
I'm also extremely unhappy in the house here. I know I've sad bad stuff and sugar coated it before, but I really can't deal with it anymore. Alba is so rude to me, and even Kristen finally admits that she treats us differently. I know at times I can have an attitude when I am unhappy, but I don't know even close to enough Spanish to be anything but extremely polite. I am sick of how she speaks to me, how rude she is and then turning around and seeing "nice" she is to Kristen. I say "nice" only because it's not night and day, she's still not a warm person, but there's a line between not being warm, and being rude...and she crosses that line with me everyday. Also, I am still unsatisfied with the food. I have no problem eating like Nicaraguans do, when I signed up for Nicaragua I was fully aware that I would be giving up a lot of my favorite foods for 4 months..what I was not prepared for was the lack of healthy options. For breakfast I get the choice between dry cereal heavily coated in sugar (none of the healthy stuff - cocoa krisps or fruit loops or sugar coated corn flakes), or white bread...occasionally pancakes..notice a trend of carbs and lack of fruit? We are frequently given different food than the Nicaraguans that live here and though I do enjoy the occasional pasta dish, I don't get sauce since I don't eat meat, so I hardly consider that a meal either. One time she made vegetables but it was mixed in with meat and God forbid she save any to the side for me...one time she gave us arroz con leche (rice with purified milk) which was tolerable, but not something iw ould choose to eat..it was also very sweet. When we told our Nicaraguan friends about it they said it was sweet cuz it's dessert, not a meal. Food is something I guess I can deal with, it's just hard because before I came here I had been making a conscious effort to eat healthy..and what makes it worse is seeing how all the other Fairfield students are eating at their houses...what I really can't stand though is how rude Alba is...people are trying to help me rationalize it by saying that sometimes people just aren't nice and you have to take everything with a grain of salt, and I do understand that, but there is no reason why she should be hosting foreign students if she is going to be like that. It brings me down every night to know I am coming back to Alba's house.
"I know God will never give me anything I can't handle. I just wish he didn't trust me so much." Mother Teresa
On a brighter note, I have a ton of pix from this weekend (or at least the first 2 days before my batteries died) but I'm still waiting to get my memory card back from Carlos..I'll try to post some before we leave for Leon tomorrow!
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