Emily Winck's Blog

Today I learned a new word: lejía. It means bleach. And if you ever see a large bottle of lej�a fall onto the ground while you’re sitting very near it, hurry, run, scramble, or dive away from it as fast as humanly possible. Should you fail to do so, your pair of khakis that you got just last month will almost immediately become covered with pinkish spots, thereby rendering them unwearable for anything besides painting. Which you don’t plan on doing anytime soon.

In other news, I climbed Montg� on Saturday. And I took a lot of pictures, as you may have guessed by now.

This is my bedroom:

My mama here, Pepita, owns a fish store. I like fish, so that’s a good thing. But she’s hardly ever at home because she’s always at the fish store, so I have the apartment to myself often, which is nice. I still feel like I’m on vacation, though, so I’ve been out wandering the town pretty much every day since I’ve been here. I’m finally starting to know my way around at least a little bit (no more getting lost on the way to school).

Today, Pepita’s friend came over with her adorable three year old, Salvador. I was playing with him for a while, and I gave him my iPod to listen to. He thought it was the coolest thing ever.

A few days ago was Tres Reyes, which is probably bigger than Christmas, at least in terms of gifts. The parade was pretty sweet, with the kings, camels, donkeys, a yak (maybe?), and dancers, etc.

Lots of new pictures in my photo gallery.