it`s times like these

It`s times like these that you wish there was a better translation to Spanish for the word awkward. The closest they say they come is "strange," but extraño just doesn´t have the same ring that awkward does (for those of you who know me well enough
you´ll know what type of voice inflection that last awkward had).

It was 12:15, I had woken up about 3 minutes prior when the Señor of my house is standing with another man when I walk out of the bedroom. Molly, te presento mi sister. Um, brother? No, no, el es mi hermano. ahh yes, brother. In Spanish I explain the difference between brother and sister. He explains to the brother that I am from the U.S., the brother makes a witty joke and calls me chiquitica (means: really really tiny girl, oh why thank you sir, haven´t heard that one before) Then the señor says, "She is pretty, no?" -In spanish, I don´t know if he was counting on me not understanding that one or what, but the 7 seconds that followed where the 60 year old brother looked me up and down in my pajamas and finally said, "mmm, yeah." REALLY called for an awkward. I mean heck if I´d known the 60 year old brother was coming over to size me up TODAY, I would have at least taken a shower.

In other news, I still get confused trying to find my house in the dark in a taxi (due to my brilliant inner-map and also the fact that I spent a week in another city--lost practice time) and also because I live really close to a metro station and the genius who designed the metro station decided to make all of the outlying blocks designed exactly the same (trees, parks, billboards, etc.) Nice move! So when I get in the taxi and tell you the address, what are you doing asking me "Is this the exit I take?" Sir, all you do is get in your taxi and drive till your dead, you should already know the answer to that question, you don´t look like you were just born, so I´m not really sure what your excuse is. Your ONE job is to know the layout of the city, and seeing as you practice at least 8 hours a day, I´m not sure what the hold up is.

Well we made it, and I guess no harsh feelings towards my cabbie...he probably has a case of the mall syndrome like me (You walk out of a store and you can´t remember from which direction you walked in)

NEWS TICKER: this just in (like 5 days ago) Benjamin Michael Reddy (my brother) is coming to visit me on August 8th (Ben we also need to go to Tayrona Park because we can sleep in hammocks!) hasta pronto, mono!