So, at 7am on a Sunday, when I was still asleep I got a phone call from the porteros that went like this:
Me: Bueno.
Portero: blahblah(I didn't understand) Esta aqui para cerrar el agua.
Me: *thinks they're telling us we have a water outage* Ok, gracias.
Portero: ...Pago la factura de agua? Porque va a cerrar.
Me: *realizes this is about our personal water, not the water for the whole builidng* Oh! Si, ya pague. Dos dias pasada.
Portero: *blahblah*
Me: Pague. Yo puedo bajar.
So I quickly threw on clothing, grabbed the bill with the receipt and went down. The water guy was really nice about it, and checked us off, wrote down our info and moved onto the next person in our building. I was SO GLAD I'd paid the day before.
Day 23:
Milton! Our building cat. Lauren has taken a shine to him, and leaves out food. She lets him in when we're home.
Day 24:
I have to admit, it was like 10 o'clock and I didn't have a photo, so I photographed water.
Day 25:
The sunset from our balcony. Why can't cameras ever capture a sunset?
Day 26:
Oh, no! A fire, you might say. Right next to a school! Fire department! Get the kids to safety!
False. Here, when people have a big pile of trash (plastic, paper, whatever) they BURN IT. They set it on fire and leave it to burn. Trufax. Why? Lack of a good waste department and habit, I think.
Who cares that they're burning plastic right next to a school.
Day 27:
An iguana. They're kind of like squirrels around here. This one was right in the school parking lot. When I tried to get closer, he booked it.
Day 28:
Mom, I know that you think we all sit around and drink coffee late into the night, but in reality people sit around and drink cervezas late into the night. It's a way of life here. You'll see people at 4pm with a couple dozen bottles on their table, just chilling out. That's essentially what people do, they relax with beers and friends at little tiendistas.

