Jo’s Jovial Jolly Jocular Journal

It has been a long time since I wrote on my blog. It seems that the longer I don’t write, the harder it is to decide what to write. I keep waiting for inspiration and it hasn’t come.

Josué just came into my room to teach my how to play Tazos. I have been wondering for a while. Anyway, after having been taught I don´t know what the big deal is. It seems a little bit boring to me, but there must be something in it because it keeps primary school boys going for hours. I also don´t know why Josué wanted to play with me after telling me about 10 times this afternoon that it was pretty boring playing cards with me because he always won (so not true). I guess I must be the best of a bad lot tonight as David, who is apparently so much more fun to play with than me, is at his house.

It has been a good family weekend as yesterday I spent the day with David and La Abuela. She had told me previously how much she loves hippies and that there is this hippy street in the centre of town that she wanted to show me. So yesterday in we went, La Abuela, David, his friend David and I. We actually didn´t sight any hippies, which is a shame, but I did discover a place with some very cool bars. We bar hopped. Well we went to two. At the first La Abuela and I drank hot chocolate and ate traditional food whilst David and David drank beer and tequila. By the second bar La Abuela and I were ready to go though and the red wine came out, a perfect accompaniment to the various troba songs that were being sung by the musician in the bar. Smooth. By the time David and I got to our next social event I was pretty happy and we had a bit of a dance up the front of the restaurant with Tracy and Chepe who were impressed that I had got so tipsy when I went out with La Abuela. Dancing up the front (something like lounge room dancing but with other people watching you) was very helpful for David who is not that far out of adolescence and quite a cool guy, so found it embarrassing but liberating I think. I will make a dag out of him yet!

Josué just came in to offer me half of his and half of Diego´s chocobananos, a family favourite here in the Torre household. I wonder if he is feeling bad for telling me I was so boring? He sure is being nice.

Today in church one of my friends was sitting with his family in front of us. His Dad put his arm around his shoulders and awkwardly patted him. All of a sudden I really missed my Dad.