Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Chicken bus... or pig bus?

On the last day of school we went on a field trip (instead of having an exam, which I feel is a pretty awesome trade). We headed to what is apparently regarded as the country's largest and most authentic market at San Francisco El Alto. It was massive. There was an entire plaza dedicated to animals (some of which were absolutely adorable and some of which just made me sad). We didn't buy anything from the market, other than some food, but it was an adventure. On the bus on the way back, someone brought a pig. We were sitting near the back of the bus and at one point this poor pig rolls from the back right under Teryn's feet. The pig is (understandably) distressed and freaking out in its little bag, poking at Teryn. Poor Teryn looked pretty distressed herself.

The other interesting story is that Teryn's teacher's bag got slashed at the market, but she didn't lose anything. We've been really lucky so far that nothing has happened to us. Fingers crossed our luck continues.

So we finished class, got a graduation ceremony and little certificate. Yup. One week of Spanish school and I got a mini-degree. My Spanish isn't as good as I had hoped (turns out you can't be fluent in a week, heh) but I'm definitely learning a ton and it's something I'd consider returning to in the future.

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