Lost in Translation

Anybody who wants to hear something funny should have been in my room this morning when the maid walked in to clean. They come in every morning around 8:30 or 9, and ever so gently rap on your door, then use their keys to just walk in. I guess there's no other way to do it, really, but almost every morning they've walked in on Jaisen and me still sleeping. (Last night he said we should sleep naked on top of the covers and see what they do. Well, if you insist....) Anyway, it was just funny listening to me try to tell the maid to come back in one hour, at 10:00, and that I needed towels. She spoke not a word of English, and I speak about 2 words of Spanish, so the conversation took about 4 times as long as it needed to.

A couple of nights ago we also discovered some kind of strange flashing red-light on our ceiling that appears to be a motion sensor. Neither of us can figure out what the hell it's for, so we decided it was probably a web-cam for hotgringos.com or something.

Me and Jaisen, posing for the web cam.

Last night we watched Like Water for Chocolate and I loved it!! It was so good, and it made me want to read the book. Our professor said he might let us write a short paper on the origins of the story for class, for one of our papers if we want to. Which might be fun. There's a very nice metaphor in the movie about how everyone has a matchbook inside of them, and something, or someone, has to come along eventually and light the matches for you, to light your fire inside, or else the matches get soggy and dissolve. But if the passion is too strong, all of your matches get lit all at once, and you quickly burn out.

And then after that, we watched The Rules of Attraction. Which has no meaningful metaphors.

Bunches of people started arriving last night, and campus is starting to feel more full of people. Classes start tomorrow. ¡Necesito el cafe, malo!