Facts about the Spanish language: "El red-o" does not mean "The red one", and "Mi hermana!" does not mean "I'm sorry". Luckily, I have not been the one to make these mistakes, and even better, I have been around to witness them.
Yesterday, we went to a village about an hour or so outside of Santiago. While we were there, we began painting a house for a couple that are due to get married in Marzo (March). After the children that lived there used all of our paint, we walked around the small community and played with the kids. Tyler, Tim, Katie, and I met a man named Timoteo Quie. Talking to him was a bit of a struggle because the language in the village was a Spanish/Mayan hybrid. After about half an hour of us painfully talking to the man, we got a translator, who still couldn't fully understand him. However, we found out that he was there because he wanted to be a missionary. He claimed he had a few monetary problems, but as soon as he could take care of them, he was going to travel the country and teach about God. I wish I could post some pictures right now, but I didn't bring my cable to move pictures from my camera to computer. All in due time though.
Today, we (get ready) painted. Monotony abounds here, but it actually is fairly relaxing. Tomorrow we head for Antigua so we can shop in the markets. I can't wait.
Story of the day. You know those kids that are the stuff, and they know it? Yeah, they abound here. Not that it's a bad thing because they're nice to us, but we know that they know that they are ballers at life. Now, these kids approached us last night, and by kids I mean 17-20 year old boys. They asked us if we would be interested in a "Gringo vs Casa" game. Naturally, we accepted because we are seven confident college guys. 2:30. Today. Stone soccer field. It went down. There were five of them and seven of us, which, believe me are terrible odds for us. One of them is about equal to three of us. However, we brought the rain. We got up 4-2 and only needed one more point to win. By some act of God, though, they came back and beat us 5-4. Now, defeated, we're all hanging our heads low because we were ridiculed for being sissies, again, and we may not have another chance to attempt to redeem ourselves. That's the extent of the past couple days. Sorry if there's not much humor or interesting facts in here. I'll try better next time. Oh yeah. We had a rat yesterday in the gringo house. It was... interesting. More guys freaked out than girls. Actually, it was just Tim.
Hasta luego.
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