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October 15, 2008

1st game tonight

The first game is tonight and hopefully it won't get rained out. We are catching a few storms and a lot of wind from the Hurricane ( I think it's a hurricane now?!?!) out in the Caribbean. It's been on and off today, but it rains everyday so I don't know if it's the storm or just the normal rain showers. I am not too excited about the weather here because it is extremely humid, which is just lovely for my luscious locks. The water in the showers here is a whole other story. I don't know if the water is dirty or what but it doesn't wash good, which leads to my hair looking mighty greasy all the time, which is fine because then I fit in with everyone else here. I haven't quite figured it out yet. But what I have figured out is that you never realize how hard it is to take a shower and not swallow the water while you are in there. I spend half of the time in the shower thinking to myself," Did I just swallow that water? No? Yes?" . That is really frustrating by the way. You should try it next time you shower, don't swallow and of the water. Maybe it's just me but I find it difficult. On the plus side, I have added grilled cheese to my daily food in take. So this makes the foods I am eating Campbells soup, Captain Crunch, and grilled cheese. I am pretty excited about that. I have already gone through two boxes of cereal, so we have to make a trip to the grocery store in the morning.

On Monday I had taken a shower and just threw on some sweat pants and a t-shirt then I threw my soaking wet hair up into a pony tail and came down to the lobby. That wouldn't have really been a big deal but I started to notice that the lobby was filling up with people in really nice dresses and suits. Then the camera crews started rolling on in. So after about an hour of me people watching and trying to find the right time to leave without everyone looking at me ( which didn't happen) a guy from one of the news stations sat down and asked if I was American. I said yes and then asked him what in the world was going on. He said (in very broken English) that some Secretary of State was in here doing an interview (which I clearly missed). That was just fantastic because I caught a few people looking at me and then talking, so I am sure they thought I was just a little hood rat hanging out in the lobby. Finally everyone left and I darted for the elevator before anything else could happen. One thing I have noticed is that whenever anyone asks me my name here, they always say , "Ohhhh Wendy, nice to meet you." I am not quite sure how you get Wendy out of Lindsay, but whatever. I guess they just can't understand me.

I have been going to the gym everyday, which is not like me, so that's something new. I have met a few people there that are either American or speak English, so it's nice to actually talk to other people. I am so used to not speaking to anyone until Adam gets home but when I go to the gym ( or anywhere really) people will just start talking to me in English, which I am not prepared for, so it is a bit surprising. At the gym the other day I was just sitting at a leg machine and this woman tapped me on the shoulder and screamed," ARE YOU DONE WITH THAT?" She was clearly American so it just caught me off guard, weird. Other than that nothing else has really been going on. I am ready for an off day because Alex ( a guy we met at the gym) said there is a really nice mall, so I am anxious to get over there and see that.

I haven't done any more laundry in the bath tub yet. It took about 2-3 days for the socks to dry so I figured that a pair of jeans would take about a week, and I just don't have the patience for that. I think we are just going to have to suck it up and pay for the laundry service to wash those. It is pretty expensive to do that but we have to have clean clothes. The socks and stuff I will just keep washing in the tub..maybe.

Sorry this is so short but there is a fly that is annoying me down here and all of the people coming for karaoke night in the bar are arriving...


A storm headed our way

Another picture of a storm

Laundry time...before...

And after..

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