When in Mexico...

I met Alejandra this morning at Starbucks about five minutes from my house. We sat and chatted for about an hour while I ate breakfast (3 cheese sandwich and orange juice) and she sipped on something with caramel in it. She keeps talking about a friend of hers that wants to practice his English with me but he never comes with her, and she explained to me that he’ll agree to plans and then not answer his phone for a long time. I told her in English there’s a word for people like him: flaky. But when I asked her if there was a word for it in Spanish she couldn’t think of one. Maybe that’s why everyone’s so unreliable here, because there’s no word for it.

After we’d been sitting there for a while I decided I wanted to get my nails done. All the girls here have crazy fake nails and I wanted to join in on the fun, plus I want to get over my nail biting habit once and for all. So we went to a nail place in Centro Magno and she sat there and chatted with the manicure ladies while I got my nails done. Don’t worry, they aren’t too crazy! They’re French nails and the white tips are a little glittery, and then the thumbs have two little flowers on them. They’re the gel kind and it only cost 350 pesos for the whole thing. The manicurist was really nice and spoke to me in Spanish even though she knew some English, so I tipped her extra. Alejandra took before, during, and after pictures to commemorate the occasion. I like them but I can’t do anything! I keep hitting “n” when I’m hitting the space button. I’ll get used to the eventually.

For your viewing pleasure:


Before


During


After! (This is a pose the manicurist put me in)

Now I'm off to the Chivas soccer (I mean futbol) game with the CEA crew!