Soggy Day Three. . .

 mi casa

Right now I am sitting in my bed, drinking my favorite Mexican beer (Sol) and cursing the rain.  I was out and about all morning, but at a certain point, you can only take so much.  My shoes were like bags full of water (I imagine like those body wrap things where they put plastic bags on your feet and stick you on a treadmill), and I was completely soggified.  Not soaking wet mind you, but certainly less than dry.

I met up with Alan this morning to have coffee and give him his check.  We chatted for 15 or 20 minutes and then went our separate ways.  I was running a little late to my cooking class (I thought), so I didn't stop to get the English language paper, Atencion.  It lists everything going on for the week for us whiteys - tours, classes, etc.  I hope they're selling it when I go out later or I'm in trouble as I'm pretty much basing my weekend plans off of it.  As with most things in Mexico, the class didn't start until well after the hour, so I totally could've stopped.  It was nice actually; only four women in the class.  Two older women from Charleston, and one younger woman about my age from Mexico City.  Our teachers were very nice, and while the room is set up as a demonstration type class, they let us all get in the kitchen and help.

It was $50 for a two hour class, plus our lunch (and a margarita even!  though we laughed about how Mexicans don't drink margaritas).  The food was AMAZING (see my other blog for the recipes!) and I can't wait to cook it at home.  Seriously good.  I then bought about $50 additional dollars worth of dishes, which will probably cost me at least as much to ship home so I'm kind of hoping my dad comes down without a carry on so he can take these back for me.  :D

I don't know what's going on with my camera.  I took a few photos before class began, and when I pulled it out later, it wouldn't turn on.  I figured my batteries were dead, but I just put new batteries in and it's still not working.  So, fantastico; no camera.  :(  I used my iPhone to take more photos, but I mean come on, my iPhone?

I stopped in to drool over that Frida Kahlo Dia de los Muertos doll.  She's $180, but I'm in love.  I'll keep thinking about her, and look around in other shops and hope I find something similar for less that I like just as much.  At least she's not another animal in a suit, cast iron seahorse or snailio lamp, right?

I don't know what the rest of the day will bring, but the rain seems to have stopped, so maybe I'll venture out again after all.