I am tired. Hot. And sweaty. Mateo (the volunteer coordinator) says tonight is cooler than last night but I dont believe him.
Food today was great with the exception of breakfast, which seemed to amount to some granola tossed into a big bowl of hot chocolate. I cant figure out if Martina (homestay mom) is making us food they eat in Guatemala or is attempting to cook Canada food. I got sick from breakfast. But tonight was tasty fried chicken and yesterday french fries. The family never eats with us.
I think my Spanish is getting better (could it have gotten worse?). I can now loosly string together sentences about my family, my country and myself. I can also ask for things.
1) Ill get sick
2) Jonno wont adjust
3) Ill never be cold again