FEB 16

Next day, I was ready to take the bus. Before I took the bus,  I started practicing my Portuguese with a women who actually is my neighbor, what a coincidence. I was talking to her all my way to where I had to stop. She invited me to talk to her later anytime If I wanted.  When I arrived to my Portuguese class, I was waiting for the door to be open to get in class but  I almost felt sleep on the floor. In class as always, I asked question and have some fun. On  break time, we went to a small store, but  I was kind a confuse why is it that in small stores the person has to eat first and then pay. If it was me, I would buy  the product and pay and then go and enjoy my food.  That was estranged to me. Then after class I went with a friend to the bus stop, we talk. It was estrange for me to be able to talk in the three languages at once: Spanish, English, and Portuguese. I felt so lost and thought my head was about to explode when I was not sure if I was speaking either in Portuguese or Spanish or English.  I was thinking  about my ex roommate  Jennifer and thought how does she manage to know eight languages. Also, I must say I was impress how I found my way to places by just talking to people with my broken Portuguese.  The funny part was when my friend Sarah and I tried to order food and asked for the menu. The answer was that they had no menu and that the menu was verbally, so I ask the waiter to write the menu. Then I asked if I could have some  frango com arroz ( chicken with rice). It took us some time to order things but we made it. Uff  Then we had to ask for direction so Sarah could go back to her house, they were so nice that they took their time to  read a map and to call the agency to find what buses she could take.  Finally we got the direction and I said goodbye to them  and I had to say bye to Sarah too.