Estoy empezando a preguntarme cómo yo que aprendí Inglés

I have so many more great pictures, but, as usual, was only able to upload a few images.  I should be able to upload more tomorrow when I have a little more time, so stay tuned.

Today was hectic. I worked until around midnight last night on another version of a cover for the calendar, got up this morning to do my me, te, lo, la, se, les, los homework, and thankfully have a better grasp on when and how to use these constructions in sentences.  I think I’m going to stay with Carlos for one more week.  I’m a little scared to change teachers since I’ve progressed so much with him, but I really want to go to this other school.  I’m also worried that we´re  getting a little too chummy so I’m afraid we might goof off instead of working.   He is already gossiping to me about work and while I love most of our casual conversations and I’m sure they are helping me feel more comfortable speaking, I do still make a lot of grammatical mistakes and I think we need to pay more attention to correcting them.  Like today we talked about his friend who they nicknamed el camello because he was so feo, and slightly hunchbacked, but managed to keep una esposa y dos cashpianos.  I’m totally complicit, because I egg him on and the stories are great, but do I really need to know another word for “mistress”?

There was also a procession today celebrating la virgen that kicks off a series of little fiestas in October, which is apparently the month of Mary in Xela, or the month of rosaries, not sure which.  Carlos was supposed to explain the significance, but he forgot to.  We went to it twice.  And yes, I did my homework correctly, and he seems to think I have the whole pronoun thing down, but I don´t have as much trouble finding the direct object in a written sentence as I do identifying it in questions or oral sentences.

De todos modos, in this particular procession they put a huge, garish statue of Mary on a wooden platform and carry it from one place in the main church, once around the park and return it to a place in the center of the same church.  Every band in every parade I´ve seen since I got here also follow her around the park. I was in Peru a few years ago during Corpus Christi and every day for two weeks you couldn’t walk anywhere in Cuzco without seeing either Jesus, Mary or some syncretic saint being carried from one church to another, accompanied by a marching band, por supuesto.  I’m definitely glad we went to see the procession because it is so interesting to see the melding of Catholicism and Mayan religious traditions, but I’m not sure we needed to go twice. 

We also had another cooking class today, which I think I’ll write about tomorrow or over the weekend when I can upload some pics…más trabajo ahora!