Es mantequilla

Beginning of EXTREME San Jose: 4 hours of whitewater rafting, Class I-IV. No more need be said.  

Here is my little room and a picture of my beautiful kitchen.  The girl is Hilary, one of the three people in my class (she is sitting, by the way, in the classroom; its a little small)

Learning (slowly and painfully due to a lack of rhythm) how to salsa and merengue.  Spanish is improving, also slowly.  My favorite idiom may be “Es mantequilla” which literally translates to “it’s butter.”  However, it means something along the “Doesn’t count” (for example, my teacher has two potential boyfriends.  However one lives in Germany–es mantequilla).  In other news, San Jose itself is great, although I would take my chances against poisonous snakes and wild animals over people with guns.  Being in a city where I have to worry about being mugged is so stressful.  

Hope you all are surviving the meltdown of our financial system and of Sarah Palin’s credibility.  Look out for some good SNL.  Pura vida!