Merry Christmas!

Alright, here is what I’ve been up to. I went running yesterday! Across the bridge and the right, near Nuevo Progreso (maybe), for a whole hour (yes, steep hills and large mud puddles merited breaks) and it was wonderful and my knee feels ok still. Checked in at the health post (nothing going on), went to a friends house and made plans to email the volunteer that I replaced to say merry Christmas, la la la, basically little errands. Came back in time to see two guinea pigs get murdered and take a picture of the lamb, who was hanging out waiting to get butchered as well. Then, figured out that lunch was running late so ran back into two to tell my friend who I was meeting at 2 to go over Quechua that we were now meeting at three and then telling my friends who wanted to email at 4 that 5pm would be a better time. About five minutes of talking and thirty minutes of walking. Now I remember why I don’t like to randomly go into town.
Ate lunch (picante de cuy!) (spicy guinea pig! Its really good…). Then went to my errands, emailing actually meant me going to email two people from my account from someone else, so very confusing for the recipients… Then back to eat a lonche of paneton, and tea.
Then trying to figure out what we were doing for the rest of the night for the rest of the night. I still wasn’t sure until the very end when we’d actually done everything. Mass started at 8pm, I believe, but the fam. thought it started at 9 so we got there at nine and half the service was over. So I tried to act Catholic for a bit and then they LOCKED US IN for a chocolatada (hot chocolate and paneton). Really, we couldn’t leave, no leaving allowed. Um, really? You’re locking me in so I have to eat your cake? I’m confused. Anyway, the electricity went out half way through the service so we were basically stomping around in the rocky, muddy, dark on the way home at 10 at night. Then, we had to go find the chickens (because they were roasting somewhere in somebody’s oven) and eat dinner after midnight. That seems to be an interesting tradition here because I haven’t found anyone who likes it yet. They all say that it’s really bad on the stomach to eat a heavy meal so late and then go to sleep but then we commenced to do it so I don’t know. There was more paneton offered at dinner but surprisingly, no one had any.
Ok, so that’s the deal-yo. That was my Christmas Eve and no it’s Christmas morn and there is still a lamb carcass hanging outside of my room so I’m not sure if we’re going to eat it or not. But if we do it will be a pachamanca and I’m looking forward to it. I’m not quite looking forward to the panetón that we are going to have for breakfast though… :)
Feliz Navidad!