The party and I.

There was a party. Friday night. The entire bible college (30 or so) was invited to a quinceañera, which, for those of you who don't know, is a big party that a girl's parents throw for her when she turns 15. It is a big deal. Friends, family, and bible colleges are all invited. The night came and we were all very excited to dance and eat and dance. We ate dinner (spaghetti) and Benny and I had kitchen duty that night. This meant that my new German friend and I had to wash all the dishes and sweep and mop, all the while listening to german techno/house music. We deemed it the party before the party. (Benny is pictured right, on the far left with the hat). We finished our duties and hastily got ready. Most of the school went, but some stayed behind. In groups of five or six we taxied over to the party. Our taxi smelled of marijuana and our driver did little to discredit the smell. We listened to 80's electro-pop. The driver wasn't sure what he wanted to charge us so we gave him 5 soles (about $1.75). 

We arrived at the house and made our way through the house meeting and greeting (but not yet eating). Notables of the house: a green triangular room (pictured), narrow stairway to the roof that had steps of different sizes through-out the 'case, a beautiful drum set on the roof inside of a room the size of the drum set, balloons inside the triangular room that provided entertainment, always. 

(side note)

Really some of my favorite things here in Perú are the colors. Which sounds like im weird or unobservant, but honestly, the colors are beautiful. For some reason, be it because Lima is a costal city or a latin city, I don't know, but people paint their houses, their walls, their doors great colors. And not only colors, but there are some of the coolest houses and buildings here as well. Im sure I will continue to expel my passion for the colors here throughout my stay. 

(back to the party)

There was a big commotion and the girl came down the stairs in her dress accompanied by her father and with everyone watching. I could tell it was very special even though I didn't know her or half the people there. Her father and other notable figures in her life said special things about her and then came the music. The girl danced first with her father then other boys. I was thrown into the circle and danced with her for a bit. Everyone was doing it. The song was over so everyone started to dance and the real fun began. The music was all salsa and it was very fun. We danced for maybe 2 or 3 hours with breaks every once in a while to eat or cool off. There was a break dancing competition too. Which really just turned out to be ridiculous. All I have to say is that some people can break dance and some people can't. This party was a bonding time for the whole group, which we needed. Manolo (pictured dancing with Benny the German) got us home around 11:30. We were all tired and happy, which was a good place to be after our first week of school. 

Saturday was a much needed day of rest for me. I had laundry duty, which means I sit around for 4 hours basically. It was the first real day of sunshine, but don't mind overcast (yet). Some people went to their ministry sites, some people went shopping. I went no where. But I did get some homework done. I believe that is a complete account of all the notable events in the past few days. This week seemed like it took a month to go by.