A Cuentito

My host mom does my laundry for me, and I gave her my first load to do last night. When I got back from going out, I saw my clothes were still chillin in the washer through the glass door (does this woman know that you cannot leave wet clothes in the washer or else they get funky?). I ignored it and went to sleep. When I woke up this morning, the laundry was still in there!!! (Then, I felt the clothes and they were already dry, and realized, of course!, the washer must also double as a dryer), so I took everything out to put away (They didn't smell like laundry detergent, but she probably uses neutral soap).

I get home today and Elvira starts laughing as soon as she sees me. She asks me why I took my clothes out of the washer. (I was confused and just stared at her). She goes, I haven't washed them yet! She laughed even harder when I showed her my pile of neatly folded, but still unwashed whites. That's not cultural ignorance, I was just dumb.

Anywho..

• Last night we went to el chapandaz, a bar that looks like a cave, and the ceiling is covered in stalactite. It gets even better- their signature drink, "panther's milk", flows from the tip of a stalactite.
• Today, Renee and I are exploring the Chueca barrio for a presentation we have to give to our Spanish workshop/class.