Skyping con Juan Pablo y Comiendo mucho pan

What possibly could be worse than not knowing a word in Spanish, missing a bus stop or being late to class? Having a bakery "una panaderia" right now the street. There is always fresh bread that smells wonderful and the pastries they make are so tempting. I am so thankful now that I no longer have my class de panaderia since I manage to eat so much bread and cheese. Like today, riding the buses back from the university, all Christy and I could think of was food. We knew that as soon as we made it to her apartment we were getting the brioche that she bought yesterday and eating it with the cheese from the panaderia. It was pure torture that the buses took so long this afternoon! It seemed like every red light teased us and made us hungrier. Finally we did make it back to the apartment where Rosario practically mandated we eat to our fill of lentil soup, lima beans, rice, fish (didn't happen) and Christy's yummy bread. What is funniest is that we actually did consume all the fish, rice and lima beans without problem and Rosario was so happy about it. I truly do not believe that wonderful woman could be happy if we were not constantly eating her food. You walk into the house and after greetings of hugs and kisses the first topic is always food. Do not get me wrong, I love to eat, but I do not think that my tae-kwon-do class is going to keep the pounds from packing on from all this great food here in Ecuador. A last note on food that I really do not want to actually admit but must is that I ate garbanzo beans tonight. Yes those chick pea things that when they come out of a can smell so terrible I could just vomit. These were fresh and cooked really well and I was fully enjoying them before I ever even thought to ask what I was eating. My jaw might have dropped open a little when Lupe told me. I was that shocked. Oh well, I guess I am learning to eat plenty of new foods here that I do not choose to eat in the US. It's at least healthy.
Yesterday was a slight disappointment I must say. Christy and I had this lovely idea that we would go out on one of our terraces and sun bathe in the afternoon. It is kind of like we think that if we get more tan we will not stick out so much and it will be easier to barter in the markets, even though that is not true at all. That is not the point. The point is that our plans were cruelly crushed by rain. Sad. This might have made for a poor day had there not been the skype session. I had left Rosario y Washington's apartment to do some homework at my own and a little over an hour later I got a call that was an invitation to go to the skype session at santiago's house to talk to Juan Pablo. rosario's son that is currently living in London. They had even asked christy why I had ever left in the first place. It is like being a part of two families here and I love it. Within five minutes of the session Rosario was bawling with delight to "see" her son and began begging him to come and visit her soon. We might see him in October, but who knows. Two hours later after plenty of pleading, joking and laughing the conversation ended downstairs with coffee, hot chocolate and lots and lots of bread. I swear I probably ate a whole loaf combined of the toast the sliced bread and the little toast bites. And all of it with butter! It is not that I cannot control myself and I just rudely eat and eat, it is that Ecuadorians, or at least these ones, never think that you have eaten enough. say you are full and they will give you a couple more pieces of bread. Until you cannot possibly conceive of eating more there is no way to convince them that you have indeed had plenty. Food. Food. Food. This seems to be all I can talk about today!
Well, I have other things going on in my life besides eating well. Like school for example. My two classes went well today, especially advanced grammar. After class i had to wait an hour for Christy to get out of class so we could eat. The ENTIRE hour was spend standing in the book store waiting for my turn to purchase two compilation notebooks kind of like those you can get at Sir Speedy in Raleigh. Their system is ridiculous and really needs to be revamped. They do not even accept cards or checks - only cash. I could deal with this since the compilations only cost like $5 each but the waiting is excruciating. Now I have those two but I have to go back tomorrow for two more that were not there yet! Needless to say, with 4 classes, three of them back-to-back, tomorrow does not hold much joy for me. I am sure there will be good in it like tae-kwon-do in the morning and the fact that Christy added the global lit class I am taking, but I really do not want to go back to the bookstore. But maybe I will be able to make my blob of clay look more like a skull like those of my classmates', and if not oh well. I will just have fun entertaining myself with the wet dirt. Es todo.