Alright, I guess it´s time for another post. The weeks are probably going to be pretty uneventful while I´m taking my class, but that means I´ll have a lot of juicy stuff after the weekend. Speaking of my class, here´s the low-down. I´m the only person from the US in the class out of 11, which actually really surprised me given that the distribution of students taking classes at this place is 50% US. There are 3 people from Germany, 2 from Brazil, 1 from Norway, 1 from England, 1 from Israel, 1 from France, and 1 from Belgium. I think everybody in there knows at least 3 languages each, which makes me feel like I need to catch up, but also I´m pretty sure that they´re all older than me except maybe one of the German girls. I´d say like 75% of them speak English, but for the most part we only talk to each other in Spanish. This week was meant as a review week, so it all seemed very remedial, but what I´ve started doing is just writing down all the words that I hear and don´t know and look them up later, so it´s been helping out my vocabulary.

I bought 12 postcards yesterday, but I realize I have very few people´s addresses, so if you want me to send you some sugar, then email me (kevin.henderson@unc.edu) the address you´ll be at this summer. I´ve already written a few people emails, but I think the only addresses I have are my grandparents and the Voras.

Last night I went to go see an Argentian film, Cronicas de una Fuga, which starred one of the actors from the Motorcyle Diaries, Rodrigo de la Serna (I think that´s his name). It was $1.33 for the ticket, and a pretty good movie. I still have trouble understanding the dialect but I could still follow the movie pretty well. The backstory is that there was a military government in Argentina in the 70s and they would take people from their homes who were suspected to be terrorists (which they doubtfully were), and hold them in these secluded houses for months or years at a time. Sometimes the families never heard from them again, and the mothers of those that were taken started holding protests every Thursday at 3 pm in the Plaza de Mayo where the equivalent of the White House is located (Casa Rosada). They actually still hold their rallies to this day, but we have yet to stop by and see it. Anyway, the movie was based on the true story of 4 of the people taken, and was pretty good, albeit kind of dark and depressing.

Nothing to report other than that. Well, I did forget to mention a funny story from last weekend. Ashley and I were walking back to our apartment last Saturday from having dinner with everyone, and we stopped at one of the streets to wait to cross. Of course, there were like no cars coming, but the crosswalk had a ¨don´t cross¨sign flashing so we were just going to wait for it change to the walk symbol before crossing. Anyway, we stood there for about 15 seconds and this street dog comes up behind us and also stops where we´re standing. It looked once to the left and then to the right, and seeing that no car was coming, it nonchalantly hopped into the street and crossed. Of course, we´re watching the dog the whole time, and we just bust out laughing that we were just shown up by a dog. I just found it particulary hilarious the dog knows how to get around better than us.

So far, I don´t have anything planned for the weekend, though I imagine that I´m going to be getting a call sometime this afternoon from Joel, so we´re planning to just hang out with them for the weekend. I´ll post something on Monday morning if I wake up early enough. I hope everybody is doing well. Talk to you later.