Mexico!

No...put the lime in the everything. And chiles, and salt. My next eating endeavor is a taco de cabeza (taco made with meat from a cow brain). Sounds yummy! I guess they have eyeball tacos and all sorts of other weird things.

I moved into the base last night. Did I say I wanted to work? Really? Yep, it´s recorded, and I was eating my words today. I think I sweated more as I swept and mopped the floor than I have in my entire life. Combined. But it was great to do it for God. 

I met some Americans who speak wonderful Spanish. They´re going to translate the staff meetings for me from now on. My m.o. up until now has been to nod and smile and pray to God that the conversation doesn´t turn onto me. It´s a very humbling way to live for the moment, and I think it´s a good way for God to break my pride.

Two nights ago at 3am I woke up to a loud, 9-piece band band playing outside the window! They were serenading the house across the street. I was all excited, Brisa was just really annoyed. I asked if I could take a picture and exercise my tourist rights, and she said no. She explained in the morning that the people across the street are drug-dealers and they might get mad. Glad she told me!

More later. Love you all.