Ellis enferma

Day: 11
Time: 19:00
Digestive Status: very poor
Location: home

(you don´t know how hard it is to hit the shift key in mexico)

yesterday i was sitting in bed sweating watching my breath make little clouds. This is something like hour 45 in bed, i´ve got the montezuma´s revenge and also a gold. I ate a mango of the street at carnival last weekend, which is probably the culprit. I really like the $.50 fresh squeezed juice man down teh street though, i don´t know if i´m gonna give that up, i trust HIM. i slept for most of the 2 hour bust ride home, woke up to take a taxi, then slep pretty much all yesterday and today. The maid put a lot of cold wet things on my head and calls me marion.
conveniently, we have yesterday, today, and tomorrow off of school.
carnival was actually really good, until i started taking naps on the ground every time we stopped somewhere. we missed the giant dance party on saturday night, but we hit one on friday and we all learned how to salsa, sort of. however, i´ll probably pretend like i don´t know how next time too. we found out it´s hard to be female and not get offered lots and lots of free beer.
lots of men want their pictures taken with a white girl, or guerra. i still don´t know how to deal with that, it makes me feel pretty guilty for being here. point being, someone in veracruz has a picture of me running away from an old man´s kisses.
we did sucessfully sneak 8 girls into a 2'man hotel room, and we saw a lot a crazy people and beautiful places and made some friends. and went to the golfo de mexico and a parade. and saw good live music. Jaranas in action.
i learned that there is a list somewhere of all the things our host parents are supposed to do, and if they don´t walk us to school the first day or feed us lunch or seomthing and the school hears about it, they get a little X on the list and someone else gets their spot next year. which is a little alarming and seems wrong.
my host brothers are way cool. on friday rene and I, at his request, tied wishes to a balloon and sent them up into heaven. he drew a diagram of a cloud granting our deseos for explanation. way cool. one time i found him hiding under my bed, trying to grab my feet.

besos,
ellis.