mango all day all dayyyy. tell me what's with hot dog eating competitions when there could be mango eating competitions?
hola amigos! yes, i'm a espanol fiend now.
i thought i'd show off our place in the DR since everybody i talk to from home asks if i'm living in a shack or if i have bed bugs. it definitely is much different than america in a lot of ways, but our place is surprisingly really nice. funny story: one time there was a huntsman spider in one of the apartments here (google it and you'll never sleep again. or watch the video on my facebook and pee your pants laughing) and all 23 of us were gathered around trying to catch it (when i say trying to catch it, i mean the only three boys were gathered around it trying to humanely catch it (stupidest thing, we need to be bazooka-ing that creaton!) while 20 girls were on chairs and watching because we couldn't look away), i was of course screaming and sarcastically joking about blowing up the house to be able to kill the spider and said "tell them we said thank you so much for the mansion but we had to burn it down" haha. spoiler alert: we finally did kill the spider and no it wasn't poisonous, but at the end of the day it's not something you ever want down your pants so KILL THE DANG THING YOU FREAKING TREE HUGGERS.
buckle up folks, here goes the tour:
front gate...don't you love those broken bottles on the fence to keep away any bad guys?
don't ask about those bags of corn flakes....i don't know why.
our backyard. some people try to climb the coconut trees like mulan. and those people are not michelle dastrup! i just climb those little baby ones so i can still say i touched the top of a coconut tree to my future husband. sucka will never know! shhhhhh
our mansion compared to our next door neighbor's house. it's almost rude and i kinda cringe waving at them when i'm up on the second floor and they're down on the ground. "ha ha hiiii, how's the ground today?" don't shoot me for that comment.
our kitchen. there's one in every apartment and there's four apartments total (three on the middle floor and one on the bottom).
everybody eats in our apartment because we have the best air flow. people will literally come take naps on the ground in the middle of the day haha.
our balcony. don't mind the bathing suits, we all about that dr beach lyfe out hurrr
funny story about the toilets, you can't flush toilet paper because the plumbing is bad here and the toilet will potentially randomly get clogged. it's actually not a funny story at all, it's an anxiety attack every time you go to the bathroom. so yeah, it's really awkward and it's just so much fun!!
the funny thing about our place is is that when amaryllis (our program director...and i have no idea if that's how you spell her name) picked us all up from the airport on our first day, she told us we were going to be living in a VERY poor place. and then we start driving and there's all these tin shacks and practically emaciated people sitting on the road and i'm thinking "holy crap, that's gonna be me soon!". and then we pull up to our place and it's literally a mansion compared to these other places! i was shocked at how nice it was and honestly feel a little bad because our neighbors literally live in cement block houses. so we're very lucky! i can't even imagine taking a bus full of the dominicans back to utah and driving them through the nice houses in alpine or highland. i say it all the time, but i'm sure a lot of them don't even know what they're missing! and i mean that as in they wouldn't even be able to imagine anything different than living in their cement houses, sitting on the street all day everyday, bathing their kids in a bucket on the porch, and taking crazy motor taxis everywhere. it's just interesting to think about how we're all just randomly placed in different situations/environments when we're born and that there are very real pros and cons to either being privileged with everything you could ever want or scrimping and barely getting by.
and in other news, yesterday in sunday school at church, i had a laughing fit because we were reading in the bible in juan chapter something (i pay attention) and i realized it was the book of john. juan=john hahaha, still gets me!
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