Semana Cuatro

     I have decided that a late night blog post is a better way to spend the time I should be sleeping than studying for biology. Been there, done that.
     Primero: I know, I still a horrible blogger. In my defense, this past week really has not been too eventful. Sadly the study in Study Abroad has made itself known. Our online Bible course has started and has us all by the tail. It is ordinarily a Maymester course which means that we will be done by March 10ish (score!), but it also means a lot of work each day until May 10ish (party foul!). Thankfully our, and Germany SA (can;t spell Liepzvinfkjdsgf), trips are being respected and nothing is due during those weekends. Another plus is that I am really liking the course so far. It is making me read, think and research and Christianity in Culture (course title) is very applicable while in a foreign country. Just a lot of work for a little while.
      Like, I have said, the truth is not too much happened in the past week. One thing is that is changing though is that I am finding it easier and easier to go out on my own with confidence. I never really talk to others more than just buying a drink, but I know where I am going now and know where the places I like are. Oh! I did my laundry for the first time last week. That was a good interaction. I knew what to expect and knew what to say. The little phrases like, "hola" "si" permiso" and "gracias" all come without any thinking already. Yes, they are the most common things to say, but I say them without even translating in my mind now. A small small thing, but I am just glad that I have experienced some positive adjustment. Tonight some of our amigos from the church came over to learn how to Tango with us. We had already experienced Candobe lessons so. Tango was nothing. Well, it wasn't automatic, but not as different. I actually enjoyed it and felt like I got the hang of it pretty quick. Of course I will leave it the girls whose toes I stepped on to be the judge of how "good" I actually was. After that we had some fantastic brownies. One batch with mint chocolate and another with dulce de leche. A good Valentines Day in Montevideo.
     Since being here I have loved it and been doing my best to expose myself to the culture, but it has still been a big transition. I left a Gamma Sigma Phi, social club I had just pledged; a huge group of guys a became very close too last semester. I left The Pod; ten roommates that became some of my best friends last semester. I left my left my loving family; KrisAnn in Waco, Parents and Grandparents in McKinney and Longview. I miss them, and far too many friends and family members to list off, so much. Thankfully I have had a few things to remind me of everyone daily. My pledging blocks, chain links and pledge pin all sit on my desk. David Singer gave his extra watch the night before I left for Uruguay and he left for Oxford. It reminds me of The Pod every time I look at it. Mom gave me her small bible (her name engraved on it the cover) that Grandmommy and Grandaddy gave her to fit in my diaper bag many years ago. It reminds me of my family whenever I read it of see the cover. There are more little things that remind of home that I love, but lists are boring.
     This weekend we are traveling to Rocha, Uruguay. This will guaranty a post at least telling of that experience, if not one before. I will continue to try and be better about posting more often, I promise.
Mucho Amor,
Curtis