17 March 2010, Wednesday
Today I actually had two classes, basically the two I had the past two days, but on the same day. I left, as usual, a little bit early to account for the 15-20 minute walk to school. Now all of our classes are in the same room, so we've been continuing the seating configuration that I set out on Tuesday. The French girl wasn't here today, and won't be here tomorrow because she's going on a trip, I guess now is the time to go. Class was relatively uneventful, except for one, err, misspeak by me. For some reason, when I was trying to explain how weird it is for me that my mom here cooks dinner, we eat while she's still in the kitchen, and then she sits down and starts eating right before we finish, etc. I said, in place of “ella cocina la cena” (she cooks dinner) I said “ella cocina el dinero” (she cooks money). This obviously resulted in a few confused looks, especially because I didn't understand what I had said wrong. Other than that, today wasn't terribly eventful. We all talked after class about going to Cafe Journal tonight. Most everyone there expressed some form of interest in going. Julianne, Lindsey, Trenton, etc. all said they would probably go. Since Julianne and I both got out of class at the same time today, I didn't have to walk alone up the hill, which made the walk far less difficult on my poor aching calves.
We had lunch right around when I got home, and I had planned to go after lunch to the gym to work out. This plan was derailed by a greater desire to play game boy instead. After playing for a little while, I ended up taking a nap until dinner time (like a pro). I then pretty much just sat around until around 10:30, since we were planning to leave for Cafe Journal at around 11:00. Chris wanted to leave a little bit earlier, so I got on Skype and rushed Julianne out the door. We ended up leaving from the bus stop at around 11:00 anyways, but I guess that beats the 11:15 that we probably would have ended up leaving at otherwise.
----- Random Side Note: While talking to Julianne on Skype, I had thought to remind her to bring her ID, then decided that she's an adult, and obviously she would bring her ID to a BAR. -----
We made it down to Cafe Journal relatively quickly, and on the way I got to give directions to a Chilean, YES! I felt like a badass, because I've only been here for a little over a week and I already was able to give someone directions, win! Anyways, we got to the bar and there actually were a few people already lined up outside to go in. Not that there was a wait, just that there were that many people trying to get in. At this point is when Chris and I start pulling out our ID and I tell Julianne to, to which she responds that she didn't bring it.
----- Side Side Note: I have done this. -----
So now we're standing outside of a crowded bar, looking at two large bouncers holding a thin chain across the doorway, wondering what to do. My first thought is that we're going to have to all walk back up the hill, while Chris starts saying we can just take a collectivo up there and then take another one back down. I'm obviously against this idea because this involves spending money, something I'm not apt to do. After a little bit of rapid talk back and forth, I told Julianne to just go up to the bouncer, and explain, in her best, stilted Spanish/English combo that she forgot her ID and can she please go in anyways, hoping that being a cute girl will excuse the fact that she's very short, thus doesn't look of age (sorry). Chris and I stood back while she started walking up to the door, and simultaneously as she started getting close to the bouncer, he turned around and started arguing with someone behind him. All attention was focused inward, away from where Julianne needed to be going, and the bouncer was holding the chain out from the door, Julianne glanced back at me and I immediately gestured for her to just go in. In retrospect, we're badasses, because she totally pulled this off, turning and walking into the bar without a complaint (good job Julianne). Like a fucking movie, as she walked in the doorway, the bouncer turned around in such a way that he always had his back to her and replaced the chain blocking the doorway. Chris and I (along with a random stranger standing behind us) all started laughing, and we made our way into the bar.
Julianne's pro sneaking into the bar was pretty much the highlight of the night for us though, since no one else we knew showed up. Instead, it was me, Julianne, Chris, and at one point a random friend of Chris', Matt. We talked and drank (although Julianne decided to waste a perfectly good Pisco Sour). It was pretty fun, but since no one else we knew came, I could tell that things would be getting relatively boring pretty fast. Chris got up to go attempt to talk to Chileans, and I almost joined him, but I decided that leaving Julianne alone with some guy we don't know when she doesn't speak Spanish would kind of suck, since he might end up to bore the hell out of her or something. After a little while, Julianne wanted to leave, which I was pretty okay with, since no one else was there and Chris was off mingling. At first one of her host brothers who was there offered to walk her home, but I said I could do it, since once she left I wouldn't have anyone to talk to anyways. First we went to find Eric to tell him that he wouldn't have to bring her home, but Julianne and I got separated (it was ridiculously packed by now) as I went to look at the bar and she went into a back room. Eventually we found each other in the crowd and managed to get out (it literally took like, 4 minutes to travel 5 yards, with me pushing through the crowd aggressively). The walk back wasn't terrible, although a 15 minute long uphill walk after a liter of beer is a little bit difficult. Once I got home, I think I went straight to bed, although I might not have, once again, I'm a few days late on writing this, so the details are a little bit hazy. It was actually pretty cloudy for most of the day today, but the sun did eventually come out.
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