Chango is lying low for a while. . . And he keeps looking at me with a mixture of hurt and confusion. -Why did you do it? What did I do wrong?
We celebrated the end of the year with the Binimea staff. We only have one more week of regular classes and then finals. They gave us the "quitter-award" which is supposed to communicate love and sadness as we leave.
We also had a family over for dinner. This family has meant a lot to us while we've been down here. Jonathan Willcock has been my excercise partner since the fall, I've been able to teach guitar to two of their kids, and they've had us over for dinner and games multiple times. However, adding the two us us to their house is no big feat, but when we have to find room for six more people around our table, a little creativity was needed. After borrowing a table from the neighbors, adding it to our table, and using EVERY dish we own, I think we pulled it off.
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