We got back from the beach today. It was so amazingly crazy how much difference in temperature we had from going from Antigua to Montericco. As I have never been anywhere tropical, the heat and the humidity that was going on was just astounding.
After our flat tire on Saturday, we got to the beach and I spent the afternoon getting pummeled by the waves. It is a huge difference from the Pacific Ocean that I know; the water is super warm, and the beach is steep, so the waves are crazy. I literally have sand in my hair, teeth, eyes and ears and probably will be digging it out for weeks. My swimming suit is completely ruined, somehow I got sand in between the liner and the suit.
I had a spectacular gringa moment after we came back. My roommate and I hadn't eaten lunch, so we set off after the bus pulled in to get some lunch. Luis, the program director was at the door, and asked us where we were going. He was joking around, and had this really goofy look on his face. I thought I was being clever and asked, "What's up with your face?" He looked really confused.
It took me about thirty feet after we left him to realize that I got the gender of the word wrong. Instead of cara, I said carro, so I ended up asking him, "What's with your car?" while pointing at his face.
