Day two!

Hola! Today was the second day in Costa Rica and it was crazy! I went to my new classroom, which is really cute and saw the school. We loved it. I definitely have a ton of work to do before school starts next week. It's a little overwhelming, but I'm just trying not to think about it too much :) The interesting part of the day was the traveling all over San Jose going to different stores to get food and things for the house. It was my dad, Kate (my roommate), and I and it was nuts. Trying to get around, translate things and convert prices was exhausting! Seriously, my brain hurts. And please just imagine my dad following us around having no idea what is going on because he speaks no Spanish and since this isn't a very big tourist spot, no one really speaks English. It was hysterical. I keep trying to explain that talking slower and louder won't work, but he keeps trying :) Needless to say we laughed a lot and we got laughed at even more. Okay, two funny language stories for you. First, we were out and it started pouring...like rainforest pouring...and we only had one umbrella, so I asked a guard what the word was for umbrella in Spanish. He told me, so then I asked him in Spanish where I could buy one. However, instead of asking "where" I said "when." So basically I asked "When should I buy an umbrella?" He looked at me like I was the dumbest person in the world and said in Spanish, "When it is raining like this." He died laughing and I didn't understand until 5 minutes later when I was trying to figure out what was so funny. I looked back at him and he was still laughing. Then, we went to the supermarket and I was buying chicken. I was so tired at this point because I had been translating all day and I was trying to ask for a chicken breast. The man wasn't understanding and kept trying to give me the legs of a chicken. So being the logical person I am, I said "pollo" (which is chicken) and started pointing at my chest for breast. Oh my goodness, I was so embarassed. The men started laughing and turning red and Kate yells "Tricia! Stop pointing to your chest!" I turned so red...however, it got the point across and I walked away with 2 kilos of chicken breast. Mission accomplished. Anyway, now we are all going to bed! I'm sure I will have more funny stories to come! Love you all :)