Last Sunday I went to this cool Cuban music concert at the Alhondiga with my friends Jess and Brittany (we call Brittany 'Monica' because it is easier for the Mexicans to say AND because the only Brittany they know is Britany Spears and she doesn't like the comparison too much) and this guy from Morelia that we picked up inthe Plaza de los Angeles. He was sitting on the steps making this cool necklace and we asked to see it so he starts to bring out all of this other stuff that he has made. Well, while we are looking, a police guy comes up and was trying to take him away because he didn't have a permit to sell stuff there. We got him out of trouble by explaining that he wasn't selling and it was our fault... but then we feel bad because we didn't want to buy anything and he almost went to jail so he hung out with us for the rest of the day. It was only like 4 or 5 hours, but Jess and Monica didn't want to talk to him anymore because he talked really quiet and fast and we really didn't understand all that he said... and that wasn't good because he told us his life story about his family and what he did before making jewelry and all that stuff... I mean he was only like 24 so it wasn't that long of a story, but nonetheless, I got to be the sympathetic one and sit by him and talk to him. I am glad we went to a concert, though, because we couldn't really talk there.

So, Monday I tried to go to class and it took me FOREVER (longer than the usual 30 minutes) to get to class because I kept getting so out of breath and coughing... my nose was like a waterfall of snot, too... not a pretty sight. (But the Mexican guys really didn't care; I think I got the most cat calls that morning.) So I get to the ISA office and the director makes me go to the hospital and the doctor desides, after listening to me breathe and looking down my throat, that I need a shot or penicillin because I have bronchitis... yay. I hadn't felt well all weekend so I guess I should have gone earlier, but I thought it was just alergies. So I go to the Pharmacy and buy my medicamentos and the penicillin AND THE NEEDLE (how wierd, you have to buy everything here) and then I go BACK to the hospital to pay for a nurse to give me my shot (total cost of my medical escapade: about 50 US dollars). The thing I didn't realize until later was that I went in and signed my name on a sheet and that was it, I didn't fill out any form whatsoever or show them any ID... they did ask if I was alergic to anything before prescribing me medicine... so I felt safe. AND it made me feel good that while I was getting me shot I could see the Plaza de la Paz and the Basillica so I said a quick prayer to La Virgen de Guanajuato. ... I am still alive...

Spent all day Monday and Tuesday in bed and by Wednesday felt well enough to go the the Bejiing Opera at the Alhondiga. It was really neat, the music was super high pitched and by the end I had a headache, but it was worth it to see the cool costumes and all of the acrobatic stuff. I totally believe that those people have the ability to fly... or at least hover, you know, like in Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon? It was pretty cool...

Didn't do much else the rest of the week, but Saturday night, I went to the Alhondiga for the Singapore Indian Orchestra and I have to say that I think it may be my favorite event I have seen so far (of coure the ballet was great, but this was amazing). U. Kurt, if you are reading this, I thought of you from the first note... it was SO COOL!!! And they had dancers, too, kinda like the lady we saw who was about to go back to the homeland, but these chicas were a bit younger and more enthusiastic to say the least... I was just in awe of the music and Iso want to visit India. (haha, that reminds me, I was watching TV with my Seora one of the days that I was homebound and there was this thing about the animals and poverty in India or something and they were talking about really sad things, but I could not help but look at the gorgeous surroundings and I told my Seora that I would like to go there and she just looked at me like I was crazy. She always it just like, "Those poor things, I can't imagine living in a place like that" but it doesn't matter where they are talking about... it could be the next city over.)

Yesterday (Sunday) I went to Len with my family to shop for sweaters for my sister, she is going to Switzerland to study. She goes alot, her boyfriend is from there... he lived with us for about a month and a half but is there now... So Len was fine and we sawa movie and went to Sam's Club... I swear I thought I was back in the states when I walked into Sam's... crazy man, they are takin over the world!

Alright, going to eat with my friend Adolfo at his house, his mam is making us enchiladas! woo hoo! xox CR