Speaking in spanish all day can be cumbersome, especially when you can't communicate exactly what you want to say. 

Though this is true, I'm really enjoying Mexico. It's strange- before going to Peru, I imagined this rich, wealthy land, yet it was the opposite of everything I expected- the poverty rate was well over 50% and all the people that I spoke with explained how difficult their lives were. But here in Mexico, I asked my host mom in our walk to school about poverty our town. She told me that poverty isn't too much of a problem in Puebla; however, in other areas of Mexico, it definitely is (of course we know that). The affluence is evident in most of the home: they have large gates in front and inside of mine, like most, is this magnificent garden. So, my family: I have three sisters, all in their late 20s, and their 9 and 11 year old cousins come over all the time. The two families are really close, especially because last year the girl's mom died. So, they usually come for breakfast. But, they help make a large house seem more cozy, and according to my father, Angelica and I are only allowed to speak in Spanglish- her English and me Spanish.

My host father is great. We do have a little bit of a language barrier, he's still able to make me laugh. He watched me the whole time that I drank my warm milk tonight, in anticipation that I wouldn't like it. Then, when I explained that I enjoyed it, he thought that I was too nervous to dislike something. The whole family really likes to stare me down when I'm eating a new food - like the fruit tonight. I've got to say, it's a little uncomfortable, and thankfully all of their new fruit/warm milk are delicious.

After our orientation today, I was picked up by my parents. We were talking, and of course I missed a piece of the conversation. I was explaining that driving home is much slower than walking, and they began to laugh because we were going into the city to go to the "super" aka super walmart (inside, they let me choose my own cereal - you're jealous, I know).

In other news, we rode in a double decker bus to tour the city, ate a five course meal, of which I could only eat 2 courses, and were introduced to the campus of the university that we'll be studying.