Don't be sad...Tonight is a fiesta!

After my parents left, I was eating la comida at the table and my host mom must have thought I was sad because she told me, in spanish, "Don't be sad Aliz, tonight is a party!" 

Hmmm a party at our house. I asked if it was for her family and she rolled her eyes and said, "Friends". Haha so I spent the evening helping Ana prepare tapas for the party. Her brazilian friend Pachi was there as well. Pachi put on music and Ana told me with a wink that "te mueres cuando él baila" or "you die when he dances". She was quite right, as I found out later. 

Turns out my host mom has very young friends (22-28 years old) and they are all international. Ana and one other guy were the only spanish people at the party. The rest were columbian, ecuadorian, brazilian, french and american. My friend Emily came to the party with me and basically we have concluded that north americans can't dance. To their credit, everyone tried to help us move our hips and dance. But the salsa, merengue, bachata, etc they were doing was definitely beyond my comprehension. It was a little better when they put hip hop or reggaeton on because at least I have a minor understanding of how to dance to that.  They let me put on some music and they lovedddd M.I.A, rihanna (of course) and the older, random songs like "No scrubs" and "Sorry Ms Jackson". 

It was a lot of fun and definitely made me miss house parties.  I'm ready for some Shire fests over winter break (3 weeks). Then Medford....(6 weeks)!