Evening of Day 1 in San Ramon

So I totally got some information wrong about my host family. Who knew that when school got out they would have a 14 year old son who could do some translating for me. That helped a lot! I now understand that the daughter lives in the Boston area with two kids. The other son lives around here. I haven´t quite figured out if he is married but the 14 year old said something about someone being pregnant. I only get bits and pieces so I could still have wrong information. I also found out that they were hosting two of the girls from Durham Academy but the girls did not find it to be sufficient accomodations. Apparently they only watched TV and did not interact with them. I have not had that at all! But maybe it is because I am basically a mute right now.

I am lost without a guide book. I was told not to bring one so I read up as much as I could before the trip but it is not the same. I also could use a San Ramon city map but no, no. I must live like a local.

Last night we (we being the people I know John, Hao, the kids, Fabiloa, her son, her husband, plus the 6 Durham Academy students) went to see Prince of Persia. It was not my kind of movie in English or Spanish. I did not understand much since it would flash back and time and there was so much fighting. It was suspenseful which everyone knows I do not do well with. My eyes were constantly closing. I also plugged my ears when I didn´t even know what they were saying. When I told my version afterwards I got the gist. I mean the bare minimum! It was a good experience and by seeing the movie I was in air conditioning and protected from the evening downpour. The best part of this outing to the mall was Fabiola´s son, Luigi (aged 4) telling us how we had to walk through the grocery store to get to the theater. He was correct! Hao and I also had fun at the ATM. We took out 55,000 colones which we figured out was only 100 bucks. Told you I need my guide book.

Back to my house I helped Gustavo with his homework. It was real tough...he needed to know the word for what goes on a broken arm, a cast. I was glad to be of service. It was late around 8 and I had no dinner. I thought they´d offer but they did not so I had some cheese and crackers and peanuts. I now know how to ask for food and to say what I would like but I was too nervous. It didn´t matter though because I was exhausted so it was perfectly fine. (Getting up at 2:30 a.m. is always rough)I showered by jumping in and out of the water (need to ask if it gets hot) and went right to bed.