TGIF

I’ve never been so happy that it’s Friday! One of the tutors momma’s put together an evening for us to all get together for dinner and dancing at a beachside Mexican restaurant. The food was excellent- tortilla’s with all the fixin’s, some sort of other hard shell taco, a fruita de mare (fruit of the sea) and the vino rosso flowed like water. It was really fun to have a large group of people together for a good time after being teased with events during training and then surrounded by people you’d like to talk to but whom you’re just lost in translation with. There were many random events to come from this night such as my developing crush on my English friend’s momma (who is also a piercer- also 38 and has a boyfriend, who is a tattoo artist). While I was relishing in my affection for this woman (who really is the cutest person alive- her voice alone sounds like a smurfs…so cute!) I noticed just beyond her there were a group of girls stripping each other on the dance floor (area of sand). It was the most bizarre thing I’d ever seen. These girls were chasing each other, knocking themselves down one by one and taking off their undergarments. Naturally I decided to refrain but take photos of it instead J Then came the naked men. Several of the guys joined in on the opposite side and took their shirts off. No one groped one another, they just danced. Okay maybe there was a bit of groping but not the kind you’d get back home…it was more playful. As I walked away from taking the photo’s one of the guys approached me. He asked my name and so I told him and kept walking toward my friends, he followed. My English friend decided to get on it and try to play cupid. Unfortunately for…him…I noticed he had a hickey on his neck and proceeded to tell my friend that despite him asking me to dance I was going to decline. I imagine she told him it was because of the hickey because what came out of his mouth next made me more perplexed and certainly less interested. Apparently the hickey was not from his girlfriend but rather his sister. (You’re scratching your head with that one aren’t you?...that or grimacing). Needless to say I walked away and went inside to dance for a while. I thought I was clear of him but no such luck. He approached me again, this time with rose in hand. As flattering as it is to receive a rose from someone…it’s still a no go. So I told him I was too cold to go outside and had a boyfriend. I've come to enjoy the single way of life but having a boyfriend can also be a good excuse to get out of bad situations without lying… and I’ve been lying for a while now.